Five years of Autumn

When will spring come? When will the subtle chill and gentle breeze that tremors my hand; my heart subside? Has someone cut my red string of fate?

It's been five years since I've known the warmth of love. Since arriving to Japan from America. Even as a software engineer I strive to find worth and happiness in something other than just another computer screen. I feel as though the emptiness in my heart has begun to absorb my identity and leave me with endless questions and unquelable lonliness. Was love always this impossible? Perhaps all the love has been reserved by others and none is left for me. Maybe my someone has altered her destiny and left me behind to follow these women who encumber themselves with these new useless and superficial standards of men. If love is quintessential and dating wasted time, why then must dating be so easy but a girlfriend so hard?

I'm creating this blog to memorialize my ongoing 5 year journey of failed dating in Tokyo. A memoir of a man seemingly unworthy of love. The stories written here will be an accurate representation of my memories of each date for as far back as I can remember and to the best of my ability. However, because there are more than 100 experiences, not all can be recorded with accuracy and those that can't will be left out. Because the people and locations are real I will conceal the names of individuals but not the names of locations (except for those pertaining to homes or living areas).

Please stand by while I recount my experiences and prepare to share my memoirs. I hope you'll enjoy my blog and join me in reliving these experiences as I question love, loneliness, happiness, and self worth.

See you soon.
-Lonely Guy76