time is running out..

I’m having a really hard time to focus on work today. It’s already four o’clock and it feels like I haven’t done anything. It feels so strange that I’m going home soon. The classic last-time-I- thoughts have started to appear. This was my last weekend. Today I had my last ton katsu. We’ve started to plan the last dinner on Thursday. I see the “Days left in Tokyo” decreasing rapidly.. it feels like a week ago that it said “60”. Now I’m running around like a maniac to buy the things I won’t be able to buy at home or do the things I can only do here. Before I know it I will be sitting at a chair in my mother’s kitchen eating cinnamon buns and drinking milk on mother’s day.