Another Life at 40s    by Sio In my 20s, I left a good life in UK to chase creativity back home. Time felt endless, missing out never mattered.     In my 30s, I left comfort again, wandering the world. Time felt short, yet I believed I could catch up. In my 40s, I came to Japan with no plan, only to see half my life was gone. Recent years raced like 16x fast-forward, a year feels like a month, a month like a week. Days busy yet hollow, too fast to even dream what’s left. 3 pa

Into The Japanese Mind   by Sio In Japan, dates are usually scheduled several days in advance. With Japanese people, even a month is not unusual.   Outside Japan, this kind of planning feels rare. In many places, men mention meeting but never set a time, often cancelling late, or simply ghosting.   In Portugal, I dated a man who was always 20–30 mins late. I’d finish my first coffee before he strolled in with Olá. But Southern Europe wasn’t the most extreme. When I lived in

Life Reset Journal  by Sio I’ve lived all over, always managing life solo. Opening a bank acc in Japan? Should be easy. Newbies can only open a JP Post acc at the closest branch, I went to one 900m from home. But once I showed my docs: “You need to go to the designated branch.” I pointed at the map, showing both were the same distance. He looked at me like I was an alien and sent me back to Earth. Mission 1 failed. Logic doesn’t matter here, rules are the only language. Next