Letter from Tokyo: No Borders

Hi Friends, Tonight, I went to my former home Borderless House, where I haven’t been in three weeks (too long). I’ve truly missed Borderless, especially since in my new house (Sakura House-Hakozakicho) I’ve only met two people (two boring people), and it’s deathly quiet. I know I wanted my privacy, craved it even, and I appreciate it after all the…

Not A Race Thing, A Human Thing…

Dear Friends, As you know, this blog isn’t a place for my political beliefs (as I care little about politics ), or any kind of news source, but I haven’t been able to keep one particular news story off my mind. Somehow, sometimes, we forget that we’re all one indivisible human consciousness and what happens to…

My Last First

Dear Friends, Two hours ago, after our morning classes, LD, B and I went to the Maruzen next to our workplace for waffles and curry (LD‘s stomach has confirmed that his curry order was a misguided choice). As we enjoyed the sun, warming our backs through the glass windows, and the silence of the cafe, LD wondered aloud about the…

Friday with Friday

Dear Friends, Today, my friend Friday ditched work to hang out with me on a sunny, albeit still too chilly for my taste, day. Usually, on my day off, I sleep until late, wake up, snooze for three more hours, then rise to meet a friend or two for dinner and drinks. Typically, day off activities begin…

“What You Say?”

These last few weeks have been calm, but in a “quiet before a stormy breakdown” kind of way, not in a relaxed “oh, listen to the wind in the willows, while you sip a chilled lemonade” kind of way. The never-ending cold weather and feeling of general blah-ness dulled the party in my mind (and…

Prodigal Sons (A Beginning)

 The younger son gathered all he had and took a journey into a far country, and there he squandered his property in reckless living. (Luke 15:13 ESV) 1) CJ‘s a Brit who’s lived in Japan for sixteen years. He’s a thirty-five year old father of three sons. He hates Japan, but loves it too. True ambivalence. I…

Point by Point

The weather in Tokyo is schizophrenic. Two days ago, it was snowing and frigid; yesterday was mild and sunny; today, it’s raining and gloomy. I’m absolutely convinced that tomorrow, it’ll be scorching with one or two low-intensity earthquakes thrown in for good measure. (The tremors get stronger everyday). Friends and I were talking the other day about…