This is my last weekend in Japan, and my emotions are in overdrive. At the beginning of my time here, I felt like I could do anything. But as the clock ticks down, I find myself having to reprioritize and make trade-offs.
It’s a metaphor for life: once the end is in sight, your whole perspective shifts. What regrets will you have? Every decision feels heavier. My last meal, my last coffee, my last visit to a shrine or temple; last, last, last echoes through my mind, and every moment feels bittersweet.
But this shift also makes me appreciate everything I’ve experienced even more deeply. I don’t want to reach the end of my life burdened by regrets. I want to steer the ship with intention and find happiness every day in all of the little moments. Sometimes you need something final, an end, to really see that your time is not infinite. It will run out. You have to choose how to use it or regret will haunt you. 12 replies
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