matcha latte on a rainy night

Welcome to my little corner of the world, where words are the windows to the soul. I’m just a girl who’s always loved to write. It’s been my secret hideout, a place where I could let my imagination run wild and pour my heart out. Back in my teen years, my journal was my best friend, filled with all sorts of stories and songs that were like whispers of my soul. Those scribbles were pretty rough around the edges, but they were real – they were me. Fast forward through life’s crazy rush, and I kinda lost touch with writing for a while. But then, a couple of years back, everything got super intense, and I found myself running back to my old pen and paper. My journal turned into my safe space again, where I could just be honest about the mess and the magic going on inside my head. Flipping through those old pages now, I see a younger version of myself trying to smile through the tough times, hiding a whole lot of hurt and self-doubt. It’s weird, isn’t it, how we all do that? Reading my own words was like a wake-up call. They weren’t just words; they were a journey – a journey that’s taken me from there to here. So, here I am, starting this blog thing, and it’s kinda scary but also super exciting. I’m just figuring it out as I go, and I hope you’ll stick around for the ride. Let’s see where this writing adventure takes us, shall we?

I can honestly say I’m in a pretty good place right now – more grounded, happier, and feeling like I’ve got a handle on things. It’s been a bumpy ride, and I’m not saying I’ve got it all figured out (who does, right?). But I’ve learned it’s not about being perfect; it’s about growing a little every day, finding those small joys, like that cozy feeling you get with a matcha latte when it’s raining outside. Writing down my thoughts has been my go-to, my way to sort through the clutter in my head and get to the heart of who I am. Looking back at the last couple of years, I’m kind of amazed at how much has changed. It might not seem like a long time, but it’s been huge for me. And now, here I am, doing something I never thought I’d do – starting a blog and putting it all out there for the world to see. It’s exciting and, yeah, a little scary. But this blog is more than just a bunch of posts. It’s a part of me. It’s about all the places I’ve been, the people I’ve met, the laughs and the letdowns, and all the everyday stuff in between that’s made me, well, me. So, here goes nothing. I’m diving into this blogging thing headfirst, and I’m so glad you’re here with me.

The whole idea for “matcha latte on a rainy night” hit me out of nowhere during one of my solo trips to Tokyo. It’s funny how you can bump into someone and just click, right? That’s what happened with this one special traveler I met – felt like we’d known each other forever. We got to talking about everything – dating disasters, life’s ups and downs, big dreams, and those little worries we keep to ourselves. And in those chats, I felt this amazing connection, like I was really being heard.

On my last night in Tokyo, which had quickly become my happy place, the rain came down and gave the city this whole mystic vibe. We’d already stuffed ourselves with a few bowls of ramen and were looking for a spot to just chill and chat, so we ended up in this cute little Dessert Bar instead of a noisy Izakaya. Over cheesecake and tea, as we shared stories and dreams, the idea of starting a blog just popped up. I can’t pinpoint exactly why I decided to go for it – maybe it was all the quirky dating stories I’d racked up, or how I kept finding myself drawn back to Tokyo, or just the stuff we talked about that night. But I’m super thankful for that push, that little spark that came to life right then and there.

As I left Tokyo behind that night, I knew I was taking a piece of it with me, along with a whole bunch of memories and a new sense of who I am. This blog isn’t just me rambling on about stuff; it’s a shout-out to all the places and people that give us the courage to jump into the unknown, to the city that’s become a second home, and to all the unexpected, wonderful things that happen when you share your story over a good cup of matcha on a rainy night.

So, let’s get this adventure started. I hope this blog gives you a little push, too, to go after what you love, to find comfort in being real with each other, and to keep growing every day. Welcome to “matcha latte on a rainy night” Can’t wait to share this beautiful, messy life with you all.