For the first time during my stay in Japan, someone – another English teacher – actually told me that he wishes he had somewhere to go back to like Canada. As I told him about having been home over the holidays and how it reminded me of all the things I really miss and talked about (most likely) returning for the fall, he actually expressed a hint of jealousy. Finally, I thought. Someone who isn’t going to talk about how they never want to go back home. Oh, it’s such a drag and Japan’s so interesting. Why would you ever want to leave? Someone who could appreciate my sentiment. He doesn’t want to go back to his home because England, he says, is just all terrible weather and zero job prospects. But he’s thought of moving to Canada.
Home is where the heart is, and there’s no place like it.
