Today has been a remarkably good day.
I'm becoming famous for my TMI. I don't really give a dag on care. Here's some more. I've spent at least part of each of the past 60 days or so crying in bed. Why? What ails me is collaborative: Culture shock, a lengthy period of sickness, continued repercussions of illness, hormonal fluctuations due to weaning a toddler (we are totally done now), a lack of proximity to most of my friends and loved ones, a job satisfaction deficit (not because I don't enjoy my job, but because I am a pet foreigner and quite underused. Basically, I have too much time on my hands), and a couple of other things that even I know well enough to keep to myself.
But today, for some reason, has been a remarkably good day. I decided to wear a dress today because I couldn't handle the prospect of trying to match. In Japan, even professional adult women wear thigh highs, and I've been meaning to join in to that fun trend, so I got my new ones out and put them on. A girl always feels better when she looks cute. (My friend Amanda knows two of my feel-better staples; get a haircut or buy new shoes. I've done both lately.) At school this morning, I had a great talk with my friend and supervisor, and then we taught the best class that I have experienced since I arrived in Japan.
After class, I prepared for the rest of the day, and got copies of some of my writing ready to share at a writer's circle. I laughed out loud at a Facebox response that one of my friends left me, and had fun translating a Kanye West song into Shakespearean sounding English. Then I had a nice walk to 7/11.
My daily walks to 7/11 have kept me alive these past couple of months. It helps so much to get out, move my body, and get some air. Today I said "Konnichiwa" to a little old lady passing by me in the other direction. I smiled at her sweet and cute little old lady voice. A few seconds later I heard her say something, so I turned around. She was turned to me and smiling, and she said, "Arigatou!" That means "thank you." We smiled at each other and waved. I don't know why my greeting made her so happy, but it was a magical moment between us. I don't know why it was so special, but it was. I made someone's day better.
Once I got back to school and finished my lunch, I went into the women's "take a rest" room to practice my tap dance for the talent show. (That room is not the bathroom; it's just a small room with a couple of couches for resting, crying, phone calls, applying make up, talking, etc.) The JET talent show is tomorrow night, Saturday, and as of Tuesday, I was pretty sure I didn't have the gusto to get ready for it. A friend helped me pick my chin up, and as of my practice today, I am ready. I was stressing about what I would wear, but since I've just decided to wear the dress that I am wearing to the dinner, I'm golden. And since my 12 year old tap kids did this dance at my last dance recital in Florida, it's more of a personality piece for me, but I hope it will be entertaining. I'm really looking forward to it, actually.
I am at my desk, not in tears, and I'm feeling optimistic. All of a sudden, I kinda feel like I could do anything. Be it lasting or fleeting, I'm grateful to feel the sun... the sun...