I felt so isolated from my reality when I was riding a train in Shinjuku,Tokyo and watching those stoic Japanese people who seemed to be so indifferent to each other.
It was surreal that I was the only one who was dragging a heavy suitcase in the crowded train and I was the only one who was gasping.
As I was holding on to the strap and calming down, I shifted my gaze to outside of the window and the very familiar and nostalgic scenery was coming into view.
tall buildings...
huge signs of corporations...
the roofs of the houses overlapping...
the sky....
and myself
I felt myself staring into my soul and remember I was once one of these people.
I feel a wonder of life that your life can be changed in one moment, one day, one year, one decade, two decades, three decades, and so on.
Feeling an isolation in a crowded train and staring into my soul already gave me a feeling of perfect hideaway even before arriving at Sado Island, where my friend would describe as an incredibly quiet village with almost no people to be seen in the streets yet feeling a buzz.
This trip traveling two-thirds of Japan visiting my friends and family and ending in Sado Island gave me a complete rest and freedom because I was able to examine my life and see who I was and who I am, and maybe, who I will be…
I realized that dealing with daily choirs, going to work every day and making ends meet made me feel this completeness.
I am so glad that I am an ordinary working class person.
I am feeling a buzz in my life.
