back in Japan
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
So I'm back. Already, I notice that things have changed.
I no longer feel like a resident here. Being back in "the old country" has knocked me loose from what was 100% my identity here: a foreign resident of this magnificent city. Now I feel like a tourist.
I don't know if it's partially a defense mechanism, given that I'm barred from making a life here, but it's something I was feeling even two weeks after arriving in Toronto. Like it was "high time to go home". I certainly hadn't felt any strong draw to go back to Toronto of all places, but it seems that the right thing for me to do and the route of least struggle are one.
Also: coming here really drives home just how cold it is in Canada, where we don't even think much of it. In Toronto today, there was a high of -6C and a low of -12C. Here in Tokyo, the numbers were 18C higher!