But I am in Japan. I am traveling around the country just to see my favorite group. My favorite band. The love of my life. Ft.
At first I was only supposed to attend the lives in Zepp Tokyo. But the set list was good and I wanted more. So I went to Osaka as well. Thinking about seeing them again in Zepp was tickling my stomach so I went as far as Fukuoka. I told myself it would be the last. However, I found myself in Sapporo again. Seriously. Addiction. But music is not the bad kind of addiction. This addiction is not harming me or anyone around me, it's the opposite. It's what keeps me going. Music. It's what keeps me alive. I wish I could tell them how much their music really means to me.
The dream of living in Japan is so close.. Yet so far. Cause getting the right working permission is s complicated for people in my country. I can't I've up yet. But this waiting and fighting against windmills is tiring and frustrating, especially when you do it alone. Just can't give up.
Won't give up.