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Just 3 more days before I leave for Japan.
I am not feeling anything, no excitement yet.
I probably won't feel it until I arrive in Tokyo.
It would be so hectic the first week after I arrive... although I am familiar with the routine: Not enough sleep on plane --> travel from one place to the other by train --> unpack --> visiting people --> jet lag --> not enough sleep again --> pack and unpack --> moving into new apartment --> paper work --> getting new cell --> open bank account --> meeting new people --> introduce myself, etc etc.
I am on my own as always, after all the trouble, everything will start fresh again.
It has always been like this every stage of my life. Attended a different elementary/highschool than everyone else from my community; moved to a new province for university; went on exchange without knowing anyone; now leave everything behind again.

I don't have much feeling for places I guess.
I didn't feel sad at all when I left Japan after I spent a year there. My dad said I am cold-hearted. A normal person who enjoyed a place so much would have felt something.
But somehow I had this feeling that I would probably return to live there someday again, so I secretly kept a 2000 yen bill in my wallet.
It's been sitting there for a year, and now I get to use it again.

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