Labels: Japan
This week, most of us international students will probably be doing the same things - making arrangements to meet up with our friends, while preparing to move out of our rooms and go home. Cramming as many appointments as we can into our schedules, cramming as many personal items as possible into our suitcases. How do I bring home everything that's precious to me? The friendships forged, knick knacks collected, memories created, air breathed, sakura admired, snow felt, maple leaves revered... Whatever I can pack into my suitcase I will, the others I will just have to file away in my mind. But I worry that my mind is like a sieve, all the little details that make up the beauty of a picture will fall out, lost. It makes me feel unnecessarily sad.