We returned from an 8-days long trip to the Chubu region during the Golden Week holidays. I count this trip as among one of the more enjoyable ones we have taken in Japan so far. Every week in my English conversation class with Ms B, she never fails to repeatedly express her awe on the many places that we have left our trails behind in Japan, much more than the average Japanese would have been to.
Since our return from the trip, days have been passing seemingly slowly. Not that I am consciously aware of why it is so. With slightly more than 2 months left in Kochi under our belts, it ought to be time to start preparing for homecoming. There'll be adminstrative stuff to settle (one of which is the bothersome insurance payout yet to be resolved since the accident in February), accounts and bills to close, things to ship home, foodstuff to be cleared, etc. And of course, our final trip to Hokkaido and Mount Fuji before heading home.
Yet it seems neither here nor there to start preparing for all these, given that I have the luxury of time since I'm insufficiently employed at the moment. There are moments when I do feel... inadequate. Though I have neither obligation or commitment to be awake in time, I am often roused up from my sleep even before the alarm goes off. As I go about preparing breakfast, the Spouse will then start to groan and crawl out of bed like Sadako from the well.
I suppose when I'm back in Singapore, back to the rat-race, back to reality, back to earning my own keep, back to basic survival days, I could be yearning too, for more time and freedom from work and work and work. As the countdown to reversion begins, I pray that the Lord will give us wisdom and a long-suffering attitude as we diffuse back into our all-too-familiar working environment and pace.
Till then, I thank the Lord that I have 3 more months to take time and smell the roses (and fresh air). :D
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