Ok, finally got around to changing the introduction text. But as you can see, I'm too sianz to write a proper one, so am going to blabber on in hopes that you will get an idea of what sort of person I am by guessing. Yeah, the format of this blog is crap. I haven't got around to fixing it. Later lah.. Much later...
And back and back I go until I wonder. Who might I be right now? If my time line had not led me here?
What stranger would I have become. . . if I had made different choices. . . or had different choices made for me?
If I had never left Japan, I would barely speak English. How drastically different I would have turned out because of that lone detail!
I would speak in Japanese, think in Japanese - the name Singapore would mean as much to me as the name Honduras, Laos or Cryprus would mean to you. Your name, dear reader, would mean even less. Nothing. As mine to you. A foreign name. A silly name.
Think of yourself with a different outcome. Think if you met this doppelganger of yourself, would you see in his or her face a grain of yourself reflected? Would you see yourself as an unique individual, or just another bland unit among other bland faces? Would you even like yourself? Perhaps this person of an alternate future may even find you tiresome company.
