One night two years ago, during a turbulent part of my life, a blue morpho visited me in my dreams. Dream dictionaries say of it to be a symbol of change and freedom. Its striking hue stayed in my mind ever since.

After a wish I had for many years came true, I’ve stepped into my next adventure, not really knowing where I’m going, or to where it’ll lead me. Joining me on this quest, on my side, is a wonderful partner I haven’t even hoped to have.

Change and freedom? The best is yet to come!

What 2011 Was


Back to work this morning.

It’s usual for companies in Japan to give a few days off before and after New Year’s Day for a break in the winter, bridging from the past year onto the new. Since I was off until yesterday, despite today being the 5th day of the year, only when resuming my work feels like we began 2012.

I wanted to write a long retrospect, but I won’t. Clearly, last year, I wrote too much. I’m tired of that.

2011 started with the end of my first long relationship with a woman.  Then, it was the end of one of the best jobs I ever had. These events both happened shortly before the great earthquake of March.

Following those times, moved from Saitama to Tokyo, found a new job, and, after dating a few interesting ladies, got a new girlfriend. Also, I finally got my visa to stay longer in Japan. No more doubt — I can stay.

It was a challenging years, with many ups and downs. Fortunately, the sweet times I’ve had in the last month covered the bitter aftertaste of the times behind. I’m glad things thereupon are looking a bit more stable. Thanks to my relatives and friends who supported me.

A toast to change…

Happy 2012.

Long time no see!


It’s in a 50×50 terminal window on Christmas Eve of 2010 that I am writing this letter to all of you. Long ago was the last time I’ve ever written anything or called anyone back home. I have a lot to say, but I’ll keep this short.

Change was my main actor this year. I always welcomed it, but this time, I’ve let it take over the stage and play as me. Reminiscent of the blue butterfly I dreamt one night during summer, my life is morphing into something that I still don’t understand. From my simplest interests to love, everything is affected. I’m scared of what the outcome may be, but I’m also embracing it.

Last winter, a few months after my move to Japan, I was depressed during Christmas. This year is the opposite. I’m unintentionally ignoring the holiday, yet I have never been happier. Where I live and the friends that surround me contribute to this feeling.

To those back home, I’m sorry you haven’t heard of me since a while. I just wanted to let you know, despite the turbulences, that I’m busy at living, and all is well.

Happy holidays.