|This photo is everything summer.|
And as the summer's ending....
Even though the scorching temperatures are here for at least another month and cicadas are singing louder than even, summer is officially over. Long gone days spent lying on the beach, train hopping across the country, iced lattes-sipping, lazy mornings in the sun.
I just love how despite scribbling down a detailed summer wish list, nothing went according to my plans. That's how life works, and usually it's for the best. Summer started a bit on an upsetting note, as going to Canada was out of the question for too many factors I had no control over, and that mood lingered for a few weeks, unable to snap out of it and questioning every little thing.
Yet, it completely turned around when I took a much-needed trip back to my other home, Shikoku, as getting back in touch with my roots, swimming in the dark sea and island hopping made my heart burst with happiness, killed the sour thoughts and enabled me to come home to Tokyo, and well, feel at home. Shikoku was the highlight of my summer, along with some random day trips to traditional areas of Tokyo and unexpected summer nights.
I also spent countless hours confined in my room, writing away and taking a breather from all the distractions. Maybe it all paid off in the end, my head is no longer cloudy, and I'm the happiest doing what I love, putting thoughts into words and aimlessly running around the Uehara area (my new favourite area for running). Perhaps I've found my stride here in Tokyo?
I must admit, I love when nothing goes according to the initial plan, makes things exciting.
... I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
(Make fun of me all you want for the end of summer quotes- find them and guess the song please).