Looking For A Real Life

I just found my new favorite blog. I have been saying for a long time how I am so sick of Tokyo, and just want to get out to where there is such a thing as quality of life. I always doubt myself though. I doubt my motives... am I just a lazy bastish who can't take stress and life int he city? I doubt if I would be happy... would I miss the convenience of having a choice of 5 convenience stores within three minutes walking distance from my apartment? Where would I ever be able to buy my over-priced chemical laden fruit and vegetables? I question if I would get bored... what will I ever do without the comfort of knowing that, if I ever wanted to, I could hop on a train and be in a dark sweaty dance club filled with drunken gaijin looking for drunken Japanese women who are themselves looking for handsome (or even butt-ugly) native English speakers? I question if I will be as intellectually stimulated with country bumpkins surrounding me instead of the group of wannabe motorcycle gang yankees (who don't have motorcycles) hanging out in front of the pachinko parlor?

This site is so captivating though... I'll be checking every day looking for more stories about people who actually have a life.