At twenty, I left my quiet European hometown for Tokyo, arriving with uncertainty but a growing sense of curiosity.
I struggled at first.. with the language and loneliness. but found small victories in everyday moments like ordering food or greeting strangers.
I slowly adapted, learning through observation and forming quiet connections.
Though I missed home on rainy evenings, i also discovered joy in night walks, new traditions, and the beauty of fleeting experiences like cherry blossoms.
By the time months had passed, Japan no longer felt foreign.. it had become a part of who I am