There is no rhyme or reason to the posts. There's certainly no concept of time either. I write them, as I recall past events but they may have happened months ago for all I know. I also want to write about topics of interest that may come up from time to time. But again, who knows how that's going to turn out?
Of course every writer is free to embellish where necessary, so I hope you won't be offended by this. It's called poetic licence, colloquially known as lying. Vivid imaginings will feature strongly on this blog, so consider yourselves duly informed.
I want to write about the Japan that I experienced. I don't want to regurgitate stuff that you could easily find in a two-bit travel guide. No temples or statues to be found here, sorry. Just people. Not the Good, the Bad and the Ugly either. Just the Good.
That's not to say that my life in Japan has been a bed of Cherry Blossoms, cos that couldn't be further from the truth. The dramas and stresses of life are here too. I just don't want to write about them. I don't know about you but choosing to go through all your shit again, seems rather pointless, and kind of self-destructive. I'm sure you didn't want an audience then, so why start now? Exactly.
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