Nothing To Come Home To

It's kind of sad to me that over the course of my vacation home I had to let go of what hope I had of romantic interest with 4 different girls. Now, that's not to say I exactly had them on a string, cause, well, that's just not right, but, what I mean is that I had hope there was the possibility for something and I discovered when I got home, that, well, there was none.

Makes me frustrated I guess because these people made me feel like I had a place back home, a reason to want to be there, but, increasingly, I realize I have none. I'm sorry, but, there's nothing in America for me anymore, not right now in my life. I wanted there to be the spark of something, but with one noteable exception, there was nothing.

I was talkin to J yesterday about how I'm happy to be back in Japan. She told me there's nothing for me back home and I agree with her. I was talking to Greg the other night when we were out after someone asked him how long he planned to be here and he said, "I'm here, man," and I realized that Dave, Ty, Greg, J, they're not planning on going home. This IS home.

Is Japan home for me now too?

Every time I leave the country, I remember saying that I wanna go home even less.