The year 2026 has begun.
Spending the New Year in New York with my wife and daughter, I find myself feeling a quiet happiness unlike any I have known before.
The year 2026 has begun.
It will no doubt bring many things, as every year does, but above all, I hope to get through it in good health.
During this year-end and New Year holiday, I took a slightly longer winter break and am staying in New York with my wife, where our daughter is working.
New York is not a particularly beautiful city.
It is noisy, crowded, and often exhausting.
I sometimes find myself wishing it were more like Tokyo—cleaner, quieter, and more orderly—where even large crowds feel less tiring because people are generally considerate.
Perhaps this is simply what it means when the place changes.
I am spending these days with my wife and my daughter—two women who love me.
Having no enemies around is, in itself, a remarkably stress-free situation.
Of course, work-related emails arrive even at the very beginning of the year, and in my dreams, various troubles still appear.
A completely carefree state is impossible.
And yet, this New Year feels like the happiest I have experienced in my life.
This travel journal has reached its halfway point.
The end is now faintly in sight.
Everything comes to an end eventually.
For the remaining days, I want to spend my time peacefully and happily with my wife and daughter.
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