Toyota City: Final Night

Tsunenori - Graduation of the Blue

Although I am being over-dramatic, as it is in my nature, the final night before a change is a rather harrowing one. Actually, I believe the moment you initially know you have to change is the moment where anxiety is at its zenith. However, on the final night, one would often experience a kind of conflict that is constantly wrestling with subsidence. It's pushed down slowly and eventually you realise you have to let go.

Through the struggle, you desperately try to recollect as many lost memories as possible, organising them into some sort of interactive experience where your mind can jump into and out of at a moments notice. You remember all the "want to's", "should do's" and places you "had" to go. The memories flash constantly into a blur of confusion and panic that becomes overwhelming. Knowing that all those memories will eventually be forgotten into a miasma of colours and light is saddening. Alas, such are the things we wish to keep hold of, and only when it's too late. Our hands are simply not big enough to clutch at the steering wheel towards our past and desires (blegh!). It's been two years and it still feels like I'm just discovering this city.

Perhaps it's reassuring that the only remnants we have left, aside from the material gifts collected along the way, are the scars that are left on our bodies to mark the significant changes we experience. But even then, it eventually fades and subsides to time.

Toyota, I love you very much. Thank you. Please know that your spirit is guiding mine into the future.