Having just a taste of living overseas has filled every pour of my body with the desire to do more. I want to go back to Japan to try living on my own without relying on anyone. To not have to live in a nazi dorm, or be obligated go to classes with other Americans. I want to integrate without the catalyst of a school or people of the same nationality to help me get by.

It doesn’t have to be Japan, I suppose. Though I do want to learn the language still. Europe would be interesting. Australia. Hell, even Canada. I guess really what it comes down to is that I want to be in a place that is novel. I want to rediscover things. To struggle a little bit, but have fun at the same time.

The problem with school is that it becomes static after a while. Every 10 weeks I’m introduced to a new teacher, new subject, new room. But the city I’m in is the same. There’s no opportunity to go out and explore because I have the obligation of classes. The city I’m in is small and has farmland surrounding it. Seattle is too far away to drive to every weekend. Winter especially sucks because it’s cold and miserable.

I’m hoping that joining this club will satisfy my need for something new and unpredictable. It’s going to suck at first because I’m socially awkward around people I don’t know and with whom don’t feel any connection. We’ll see how that goes.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll go out and take some pictures.