What brings a tear of joy to your eye?

As I grow older,

my emotions are less easily swayed by what happens around me.

I’ve seen much, and many things no longer stir me as they once did.

Hmm…

But the last time I shed tears,

it was because a child forgave me for a mistake I made.

That moment of innocence and forgiveness

was like a warm current flowing into my heart.

It was such a small thing,

yet it made me truly understand what it means to be moved to tears of joy.

Forgiveness doesn’t have to be grand.

It can be simple and direct—

a gentle smile, a soft “it’s okay,”

enough to dissolve guilt and bring peace.

What I learned from that child

was the ability to let go without clinging,

a simplicity we adults often lose.

We think maturity makes us wiser,

yet it often makes us more calculating, more stubborn.

And when I was touched by such pure forgiveness,

my tears reminded me:

perhaps true maturity lies in learning to let go,

in learning to forgive.

It’s like traveling—

sometimes you get lost, take a wrong turn, or even argue a little.

But often, just one sentence—“It’s okay, we’ll figure it out together”—

is enough to make the sky clear again.

Why do you blog?

The main reason I blog is to maintain a daily habit of self-reflection.

Just like some people practice meditation to calm their minds, writing is my way of slowing down and listening to myself.

By putting my thoughts into words, I’m not only recording them but also organizing and re-examining them.

Sometimes it’s about travel experiences, sometimes about technical insights, and sometimes just little fragments of daily life.

No matter the topic, blogging reminds me to pause and look back at myself.

In the end, blogging is simply a conversation with myself.

Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses.

Today, I wanted to try something different.

The blog prompt was “interview someone.” I thought, why not just approach a random stranger on the street and start a conversation?

So as I walked, I observed the people around me:

an office worker holding coffee, a student with a backpack, an auntie buying breakfast… each one of them seemed like they had a story worth telling.

But when it came time to actually speak, I hesitated.

I kept thinking: “How should I start? Would I be bothering them? Should I offer to buy them a drink first?”

Step by step, even though they were right in front of me, I backed down.

Maybe that was my “first interview.”

It didn’t really happen, but I still learned something—

that everyday life is full of stories, just waiting to be recorded.

So instead, I turned to the person closest to me: my travel partner.

That’s how this “Kobe Travel Interview” happened.

Q: What stood out the most during this trip?

A: The grilled eel was so good.

Q: Anything else?

A: The domestic beef was so good.

Q: One more?

A: The yakitori at the izakaya was so good.

Q: How about drinks?

A: The beer was so cheap.

Just a few simple answers, yet they perfectly summed up our trip.

Food and beer—that was pure happiness in its simplest form.

I listened and couldn’t help but smile.

Maybe my blog interview didn’t need to be with strangers after all.

Because the most important stories are already happening right beside me.

How are you feeling right now?

I just came back from Japan to Taiwan, and I’m still adjusting to the contrast between the two environments.

In Japan, the streets are clean, orderly, and well-kept. In Taiwan, aside from the familiar liveliness, there’s also the problem of “territory claiming”—potted plants, traffic cones, and random objects occupying sidewalks and alleys.

The gap between regulations and actual enforcement is plain to see.

My body is back home, but my mind is still wandering through moments of the trip.

Right now, it feels like I’m caught between two worlds—one filled with the beauty of travel, the other grounded in everyday reality.

It will take a little time to fully readjust.

The last thing I searched for online was “transportation from Kobe Sannomiya to Kansai Airport.”

Since it was the day before heading back to Taiwan, I wanted to figure out whether the bus or the train would be easier.

I even found out that my credit card offered a discount—a pleasant surprise.

Thinking about transportation reminded me of the little mishap on my first day in Kobe.

I was heading from Sannomiya Station to Hotel Monterey. According to Google Maps, it should’ve been just a 7-minute walk.

But once I stepped into the station, it turned into a labyrinth—stairs up and down, endless corridors, and no sense of direction.

That “7-minute walk” turned into nearly an hour… 😅

Luckily, after a few days I became familiar with the area, and such adventures only happened that first day.

Traveling is often like that—awkward at first, then gradually smoother.

When I was a kid, my favorite was Zettai Muteki Raijin-Oh.

The moment the robots combined was always so thrilling.

There was also Genki Bakuhatsu Ganbaruger from the same series.

What stuck in my mind the most was the episode where the two even crossed paths.

Back then, I didn’t know anything about “collaborations.”

I just thought—wow, the heroes are really on screen together!

I even bought the model kits to build by myself,

because the ready-made figures were too expensive.

(They’re even pricier now, but that time of passion has already passed.☺️)

What remains is just a vivid memory of childhood excitement.

What’s your favorite time of day?

My favorite time of day always shifts.

Sometimes it’s the fresh air of the morning, sometimes the quiet of blogging.

Sometimes it’s enjoying a good meal, sometimes the freedom of travel,

and sometimes it’s simply resting before sleep.

But one answer never changes—

it’s being with my partner.

When we talk, time flows gently, becoming the best moment of all.