"Modern, think modern. You have the choice to love someone real unlike me." - Mom
I've always declared myself as a little bit of a wanderlust or a completely lost soul according to mom.
There are places I used to dream about, trying to understand what it'd be like; Hong Kong in the 60s, Toronto in the 80s, and Tokyo in any movie.
This curiosity has led me back to Japan or I like to call, the return of the lost son.
Sometimes I prefer the reality with the sense of being always stoic.
Or sometimes I prefer the reality with the sense that my memories are forever.
Or sometimes I prefer the reality with the sense of everything being real.
The patina of truth here is that without a certain amount of risks, the journey just isn't worth it.
This was my third trip to Japan and it was a reunion of flavours, feelings, and friends.
However, it wasn't like the last trip two years ago.
As someone who grew up adoring everything Japanese, I've always wanted to move there one day.
Two years ago I was close, however, I couldn't imagine what I'd do.
Two years later and I'm more than ready.
At some point, the pit stop I'm currently at needs to conclude.
Or maybe I can route back and forth.
Whatever and whenever it'll be, I for sure have at least one reason to go.
To be continued.
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