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I'm not kikokushijo (the children of Japanese expatriates who take part of their education outside of Japan) and I'm not even educated in English-speaking country (Hong Kong is not really English-speaking city).

While there are tons of these kinds of people with high English (or other foreign languages) skills, I'm nothing...

Finding a journalist job is highly competitive and my friend who got a job at a Japanese print media said it was like winning a lottery. I know I love to write and I'm very sensitive to social and cultural issues. I'm also opinionated. But that's not good enough...

It's just so tough to get a job in media that I sometimes think maybe I should give up. At the same time, I don't want to give up on not giving up... I just didn't image I would be struggling so much in life when I was 20 before leaving for France. I'm making lots and lots of mistakes but I need to go on.  

I purchased a 1000-yen (about 10USD) KDDI prepaid card for international phone calls. The voice message says "To call Hong Kong, you'll have 5 mins..."

KDDI国際電話プリペイドカードを１０００円分購入したら、音声がながれて、「香港には５分話せます」・・・

何それ、５分て！？！？

I cannot use Skype to call a bank in Hong Kong... 香港の銀行にかけるんじゃSkypeも使えないし・・・

Being melancholic again. I was writing a letter just now, and just by looking at my favourite Japanese papers, stickers, pens, books, and all those things I love, I started to feel I don't want to go back to Hong Kong.

また感傷的になっている私。今手紙を書いていたのだけれど、私の好きな和紙、シール、ペン、本、すべての大好きなものたちを見ていたら、香港に戻りたくなくなった。

All those small things that make me feel happy... those things I cannot live without, I cannot bring them all to Hong Kong. My heart is torn.

小さな、私を幸せにしてくれるものたち、私がこれなしでは生きていけないものたち、それらをすべて香港へ連れて行くことはできない。引き裂かれた気持ち。

*click jp blow to read more*

This is what I see just behind my home. I spent most of my life in a countryside of Fukuoka, however, having spent over 2 years in Hong Kong, it's surreal to be back to countryside. At the same time, it is so real to be back in Fukuoka that my experience in Hong Kong is now merely a memory. It's like I woke up from a long dream... This is scary. I'm looking forward to be back soon although I wouldn't enjoy a flight.



自宅の裏にはこういう風景がひろがる。今までのほとんどを、福岡の田舎で生きてきたのに、香港で２年暮らし、田舎に戻るというのはシュール・・・と同時に、福岡にいることが現実的すぎて、香港での生活がまるで記憶だけのような気がする。まるで長い夢からさめたようで、怖い。

また戻るのを楽しみに・・・飛行機は怖いけど。