japan`s floating

hi everybody,
i don`t know how tis adventure started but now i`m here, far form my italian country and from my worldwide friends.
i came to japan when i was 17 years old with my mother. it was love at the first sight..
the Lights of Shinijuku, yes it seems the title of a movie but is the first thing that came straight to my head! A cold night, if i remember, but those lights warmed me up.
it begun like that, walking trough the touristic and noisy streets of tokyo, was like being part of a Playstation`s game!walking into a river of people ehre you can`t stops without be sank in! it seems stupid but, it meant a lot to me. People, never seen that many people all together, neither at the Madonna`s concert...it was scary, everybody sharing the same air,the same sky and the same sunset light. it impressed me a lot, even now,id\f i think to my first step out of the hotel, i can feel how my own operson was totally melted with the others.
i promised to my self that i`ll study japanese and move there as soon as i finished my univ.
And so it was. i left rome on october of the last year, hgalf way through the univerity. I just needed a break, just to go and "see what`s going on down there". I just...left everything. I was 22 years old (now i`m 23) when i step into Narita AIrport. I was tired for the jetlag, but to excited to have a rest. No one came to pick me up, even because i didn`t know anyone at that time, and after i realized this,i had a shiver down my back and i start to...walk.
No language skills, no confidence with subways, no confidence with..anything.
From Italy I booked a room in an appartament to share with 2 flatmates in Kodaira, an area north-east of Tokyo, gust outside the city, you know, just to safe money.
I still don`t know how i reached that place..once i get there i met Brendan, one of hte two guys. He gave me a cup of tea, showed me how the house worked (waehing machine, hoven, and rubbish) then he left. I was alne, no telephone, no idea where i was, i missed my mother as never in my life. Really, it was panic, real panic. I just didn`t know what was going on and what was going to happend next..
i got in my room, opened my luggages, try to don`t think to take a taxi to the airport and go back home!
It was hard, very hard. I had a shower and, talking to myself, i decided to keep dancing.. i was in the dancing floor and keep dancing was my decision. my first step was reached. I did everything alone, the house and the school`s starting the week aflter..that`s it.
i sat on my futon, the jaglag came back straight to my muscles. i lied down,the homesick slowly went away, i close my eyes and a tear came out with a smile. "u`ll be fine.." said my mother from far away.