Reminiscing

She looks out the window.
It was the familiar sights of her hometown a few hours ago.
Now it's the familiar sights of her second hometown.

'The joy and sadness we experience here is double of that at home.'
How true, those words of her friend.

She used to dislike this quiet little place.
The people she used to work with, the way they work,
the lack of activities, the lack of choices in everything.

Now she's becoming one of them.

She enjoys the after-work drinks with collegues or friends.
She enjoys walking home from work, from late-night drinks.
She enjoys smelling the sea because the bay is just 2 streets away.
She likes being treated nicely at shops, resturants.
She likes being able to ask anything and the service staff would reply with a smile.

She likes being similiar, yet different.

Everything is becoming so routine, so familiar.
It's scary.

She knows she is losing friends back home.
Simply because they never bother.
So she gives up.
Maybe she should have tried harder.
Still, it takes 2 sides to make things work.

And she has some very good friends here,
At least she feels that they are sincere.
She predicts she will lose this group too when she leaves for home.

All that's left to do is to just enjoy whatever that's left.
Like trying to get a diving licence in order to dive at the beautiful islands in the prefecture.
Perhaps learn snowboarding during the coming winter.
Paint all she can now.

Before work takes over her life.