So, I'm far from home. At first I was fighting these bouts of separation. From my brother. From family. from friends. But now it seems that link in my mind has been cut. I don't think about New York as much as I did before. I'm here now in Japan.

I've been focusing on the new work, and adjusting to life here. But as I'm beginning to adapt to the change in lifestyle, this focus doesn't require all that much energy. And so, I'm left with this gap - this whole inside me, needing to be filled. It's like I'm underwater - not at the surface, but not in the bottom either. I'm kind of just floating around, with nothing to grasp.

Yeah, the loneliness is begin to sink in. But I can't run back home. And I can only hide so long in work. Because at the end of the day, when your head hits the pillow, with nothing but the echo on your thoughts bouncing around in you mind - you've got nothing to do but just deal with it. Just endure it, for now...