Why Don’t You Start Writing?

I am on my way to the office because Jorgito asked me to have a lunch with him. His father owns the office, where he usually works and which is indeed very near to my apartment, five minutes by walking and actually just crossing the bridge to the other side of street. When I come into the office, he says with a radiant smile, “Hey Shogo, how are you doing? I am so glad to have you in Mexico. I am starving, let’s eat something, man.”

“I’m happier than ever, Jorgito. How is your job? Is everything okay?”

We are walking to a restaurant. “Shogo, you know I can’t complain about my circumstances. Watch out the cars, Shogo. Here is not Japan. Nobody stops for you because Mexicans don’t care about pedestrians. You know, I can’t complain because I’m working for myself now, so I have time to have a lunch with you. If I was employed, I wouldn’t enjoy spending time with you on weekdays. Here is the restaurant. Sit there, Shogo.”

“Here looks very nice. How much is the food?”

“Just forty pesos, my friend. Very cheap, eh?  What do you like to order? Shogo, here is the menu.”

“I’ll order Copa do pasta, arroz, y pehoga cordon bleu.”

“So Shogo, tell me how is your writing going on? Did you write anything today?”

“No, my friend. I was reading a book at Starbucks.”

“Shogo, you have a lot of time now, so why don’t you start writing?”

“Because I need more time to study and improve myself, my friend. Probably in two weeks, I’ll start writing.”

“But I think you should start writing your book right now. Why don’t you try to write something after lunch? I am a bit worried about you.”

“Don’t be, Jorgito. And I know exactly what I’m doing, so give me more time. I’m waiting for inspiration.”

I Truly Admire Their Friendliness

I am wandering around the streets of Condesa and singing with pure joy. My depression was vanished totally, and I feel I am a free man who has just been granted a new start in life. Life is so unpredictable and a full of surprise – I was hopelessly in despair a month ago in Japan, but now I saunter on the streets slowly and indifferently with my hands in my pockets under the Mexican climate. I am feeling that life is smiling at me and am alive more than ever. I do not have any resources, any fixed schedules, or a job. Complete freedom. What a wonderful feeling to wake up each morning without any tension, worry, or anxiety!

While I am on my way to Starbucks, I am fervently thanking my lucky stars for showing me the real human life. As soon as I enter Starbucks, they recognize me, and without ordering, they start preparing for my drink. I am sitting at the usual place by the transparent window and looking at passersby happily. I remember that after I introduced myself, they said to me: “Shogo, you can stay here to study as long as you wish and come here anytime you want. You’re very welcome.” Since then, every time I come here, they offer me a friendly welcome by shaking hands and talk to me cordially. Everywhere I go the same amiable things happen to me in Mexico. I truly admire their friendliness, humanness, and attitudes toward life. In Japan things are diametrically opposite. They just gave me a cold greeting whenever I went to a café and asked me to kindly leave with their inhuman glances because I stayed there for two hours while ordering only a cup of coffee! Japanese have no feelings indeed. Thank God, I do not need to see their inhuman behavior anymore!

You Are a Very Good Friend

Next day I went to Hastings Campus to see her. Her class was from 1:00 p.m. to 2:30 p.m. I arrived at 1:45 p.m. I was waiting for her in the lounge and thinking whether I should go to her class to say good-bye to her, as she asked me to do. While I was pondering it over, somebody was walking out a classroom as large as life. It was Gerardo again. As soon as he recognized me sitting on a sofa, he approached me, “Hey Shogo, are you waiting for Clarissa? I’m taking a leak and coming back soon. Don’t go anywhere, wait for me, okay?”

He came back and sat down beside me, “I don’t need to go back to the class, you know. I want to talk with you since you’re leaving tonight.”

“Gerardo, you know, she asked me to visit her classroom during the class to say good-bye to her in front of her classmates. But I don’t want to go there because it’s quite embarrassing and a bit romantic. This isn’t my way and line, you know. What should I do, my friend?”

“Shogo, you shouldn’t go to the class, but you must wait for her and ask her to go somewhere to talk with her again. Tell me why you’re going to Montreal because I don’t understand you. She is so beautiful and loves you so much. Why are you leaving her? She told me that she is very sad because of you. She doesn’t want you to leave – it’s obvious. Of course, she didn’t ask you to stay here directly, but I guess you know how she’s feeling.”

“Of course, I know she wants me to stay here with her. Gerardo, I decided to go to Montreal before I met her and thought it would be a good experience for me to live in the different city. But I am not sure anymore. I love her so much and really don’t want to leave. I guess I am scared of being in love with her so deeply. Anyway, it’s too late now because I’ve already organized everything for Montreal.”

“Shogo, let me tell you something. Every guy is jealous of you because you always have Clarissa. Many guys in this school want to ask her out because she is extremely beautiful, but they have no chance because of you. Many guys don’t like you because you are her boyfriend. She never talks to another guy, you know, she only talks to you and only goes out with you. She really loves you and is faithful to you. Of course, you are my friend, so I am on your side, but once you’re gone, many guys will start asking her out, I am very sure. It isn’t good for you to leave her alone here. Do you think she’ll be waiting for you until you come back? You have to think about it over again. You know, I really think you must stay here with her and me. You are my good friend. I’ll miss you, too, man, if you really go to Montreal. You have everything in Vancouver. You don’t need to go there. Cancel everything immediately and stay here with us. I can’t force you to stay here, of course, but I really suggest you must consider it over again. Don’t forget, you are lucky to have her, my friend!”

“Thanks, Gerardo. You are a very good friend. But I really don’t know what I am supposed to do. Of course, I love her so much, but part of me is thirsting to have a new experience. Anyway, I’ll take her somewhere to talk about it again. The last English Bay, perhaps? Ha-ha-ha….”

Here lessons were finished and students were streaming from the classrooms.

“Shogo, there is Clarissa! Go, talk to her again. Good luck and see you again, man!”

Please Don’t Be Mad at Me

The second incident was that I went dinner with Clarissa the night before my departure for Montreal. I still do not understand to this day why I decided to go to Montreal when everything was flourishing, and I was happy in Vancouver with the beautiful girlfriend as well as good friends. The spirit of being a wanderer is in my blood, perhaps? We went to have dinner at a Japanese restaurant and went to English Bay to amble around. We had a very good night, and it was a time for her to catch a bus, so we went to Granville Street and sat on a bench waiting for the final bus. Suddenly, she said, “Look over there, Shogo. There is your friend.” Gerardo was just sailing out of Roxy with a high spirit. As soon as he saw me, he marched toward me, “Hey Shogo, how are you? Hello Clarissa. What are you doing here?”

“We’re waiting for the bus. Next will be the last bus for her.”

“Where have you been?”

“We went a Japanese restaurant and English Bay,” I replied.

“Clarissa, did you enjoy tonight?” he asked.

“Yes, I enjoyed very much. I love being with him. But I am very sad because he’s going to Montreal tomorrow.”

“Shogo, you have to take care of her, okay? You have to stay with her until her bus comes. I’ll leave you, guys, alone to enjoy the last night.”

Drunken Gerardo never left us alone as he suggested, he was jabbering too much and had stayed with us until she was gone. He apologized, “Sorry, man. I really wanted to let you be alone with her, and this wasn’t my intention to hinder you, believe me, Shogo. But I just couldn’t stop talking, you know, because you are my friend. Please don’t be mad at me. Clarissa told me that you’ll see her again tomorrow before going to the airport. Talk to her tomorrow to your heart’s content. Can I stay at your apartment tonight? I am too tired to go back to my homestay. Let’s go, man. I am starving.”

I’m Bursting Out From Sheer Happiness

I was tremendously happy with a quivering joy shooting through me, and I felt the world prostrating before me. As soon as she was gone, I spun around to the direction of Hastings Campus and saw that someone was waving his right hand to me with an amiable grin. It was Gerardo. He was standing on Hastings Street with a cigarette in his left hand and was late for the class as usual. “Hey Shogo, how are you? Is Clarissa your girlfriend? She is amazingly beautiful. What just happened there, man? I saw she was kissing you, ha-ha-ha…,” he said, full of curiosity.

“She has just become my girlfriend. I just told her about my love. How long were you here? Did you watch everything?”

“Of course, man. I witnessed everything, ha-ha-ha. You are very lucky, Shogo. I know that everyone likes her so much because she is so beautiful, but she only talks to you. I’ve seen that she’s ignored guys trying to talk with her many times. What is your magic, man? Congratulations, my friend!”

“Thanks, Gerardo. I’m bursting out from sheer happiness, ha-ha-ha.”

He offered me a cigarette and lit it for me. And he asked, “Shogo, could you do me a big favor? Of course, you know Maria, who is Clarissa’s friend. I like her very much. She is very beautiful, too. I know Maria is your friend, since I have seen Clarissa, Maria, and you talking together many times. Could you introduce me to Maria? You just have to invite her Cambie Pub on the Friday. And of course, you have to tell her about my good points. I want to be her boyfriend, of course. I’m counting on you, man, ha-ha-ha. I just want to touch her ass. She has an amazing ass, isn’t she? If I can touch her huge ass, you know, if I can rub on her enormous ass once, I can die with no regret. Let me have an opportunity to caress her ass, man, please, ha-ha-ha….”