I’ve been everywhere looking for you babe.
The one you’re looking for is you.
The seventh day. Non-stop rain for days, then drizzle, and blankets of mist. A too cool spring. Then, today, there was light. Glorious sunshine. Where have you been? It’s warming up, not hot, but moderately warm. I hear that in Tokyo one needs to be careful when asking for higher temperatures, because it’ll acquiesce and climb steadily into the nineties (hot hot hot!) and humid.
It’s been a wonderful week, and one to be grateful for, in spite of my stalker and pms (yes friends, pms contrary to all my previous thoughts is real). Would you believe that I had to go to SoftBank and change my number this week, because someone called me one hundred times in two days from a blocked number? I’m almost afraid to give my number to strangers now. Almost.
I’ve been searching for you… a life not to be taken for granted.
My Gratitude List in no particular order:
1) So blessed to have met so many special people in the seventh months that I’ve been here. Knowing people come and go in this life, it’s been wonderful to appreciate and enjoy the company of some good souls.
A few days ago, I went to my former house to say goodbye to Y who’s moving to another prefecture. He’s bidding Tokyo adieu for a year. Though he speaks little English, and my Japanese is still minimal (if not non-existent), we always got along splendidly over glasses of sho-chu.
2) M, R, and I visited the new Ben & Jerry’s in Omote Sando over the weekend. You should know M and I passed the Ben & Jerry’s before and the line extended outside the store and to the end of the block. The staff was giving out ice cream menus to those standing in line, and one young employee told us the wait would be twenty minutes. We decided to get some food and come back. Japanese people have the patience of Job and seem to actually enjoy waiting in lines. (I’ve never seen so many long lines with non-complaining people in my life. As a matter of fact, if there is a line, it seems a few people will join it for fun). Upon our return, we still had to stand around, but we got inside in less than seven minutes and were served quickly.
Spending time with M and R is precious; they’re enriching (not in the fish food ice cream way), but in a thoroughly positive, feel great about life, open up your eyes to your future and all life has to offer way.
3) Toki’s still killing it on the food front. Don’t stop ’til you get enough.
Peck lunch bento (chicken parmesan, lasagna, sun-dried tomatoes, olives and broccoli drizzled in olive oil), three strips of medium rare prime rib from Takashimaya (basement level), and a strawberry smoothie from Vegetaria in Takashimaya (basement level).
And a few days ago, back to the ramen shop in Ningyocho to try a different bowl: thin strips of pork, a half-boiled egg, and seaweed.
4) When I was growing up, my mother would give me about seven vitamins a day: cod liver oil, vitamin C, vitamin D, vitamin E, etc… You’d think I’d know a bit about health, especially since I was force-fed “health” (literally and figuratively) from birth; however, I’ve been very negligent; I’ve slept little, imbibed much, taken my body for granted and not given it essential nutrients. Exercise– O que é isso? As you can imagine, I’ve been tired, run-down, and looking and feeling the effects of “too much” of many good things.
A few days ago, I told a new friend about how tired I was and how drained I felt, and look at the gift I received the next day:
7 bottles of vitamins!! (Vitamin E, Vitamin D, Vitamin C with Rose Hips, B-Complex, Calcium and Magnesium with Zinc, Iron and Multiple Mineral). I kid you not when I say that I took the vitamins this morning and not only has my mood been noticeably lighter (can’t hear you pms), but my energy levels increased dramatically… only one day later. Can’t wait to see the defference seven days from now.
5) Aging. With the good, comes the bad, and if not necessarily the bad, the hard to accept. The bad, only made worse, from non-exercise, non-sleep, and non-vitamin taking over a prolonged period. The hard to accept can possibly be helped with a little gift to myself:
6) It’s been one month and one day with no alcohol. Still not in the mood. It’s amazing how I thought I wouldn’t be able to go out and enjoy nighttime activities without drinking; i.e, karaoke. However, just as much fun can be had with an oolong tea as with a vodka tonic… or maybe karaoke is just a hell of a lot of fun when the lyrics on the screen are from: Hotel California, Sweet Caroline, Penny Lane, Baby Got Back, Sweet Home Alabama, Barbie Girl (even songs I don’t like, I like in a karaoke room– if you know what I mean).
7) I have a television, but I never watch it. I have a stereo, but I never listen to it. A tv came with my room and the stereo was a gift. I don’t have cable, and absolutely don’t understand Japanese shows, and I don’t mean from a language viewpoint. They’re wacky. (I watch Hulu.com). All this to say that today is the first day that I heard Rihanna’s ”Where Have You Been All my Life?” Hulu had a clip of her as the musical guest on Saturday Night Live, and her dancing hooked me. The moves had Jamaica and India (Bollywood-esque)stamped all over them. She’s killing this song in the best possible way; my mind turns back time to NYC nine years ago; this song would be perfect for Luahn’s with a crowd of people dancing on each other, with each other, stomping, sweating, drinking shots, giddy with the frenzy of movement and a shared experience. Here, now, I’m happy that the first thought to “Where have you been?” is not of a future romantic love, or some imagined lost love as the song indicates, but to the fact that I’m here waiting for me.