Finish watching the Japanese drama Dr. Koto's clinic. An elite doctor initially working in Tokyo comes as a (self-)exile to an off-land island to be a local physician, attempting a personal redemption making up to the wrong he has done that held responsible for an accidental death of one of his patients. In the island, he devotes himself whole-heartedly to taking care of both the body and the heart of the islanders.
Though a bit too much sentimental, the drama in general is quite heart-moving in many episodes where the meaning of life and the intimacy as well as mutual contact between human hearts is illustrated. After watching this drama, one cannot help feeling that one particular thing becomes more than clear. No matter how brilliant one's career or vocational skills are, and no matter how advanced a working environ one may find himself in, what deems the most important is none other than finding a place, a locus, however local, provincial, or even under-developed it may be, where one can have this abundant sense of belongingness, the sense that one is needed, that one's life is not trivial and expendable.
Everyone needs this place to feel his or her own life, his or her living practices, worthwhile. As one female character in the drama tells Dr. Koto, "you are the happiest (or the most felicitous) doctor in the world." Indeed. Yet have I found such a locus?
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