It’s busy on the High St today, 10 degrees with a clear, still, off-white sky. There’s a film crew assembling a shoot on the opposite side of the street. They’ve cordoned off an area with bright yellow cones and there are about 15 people on their hands and knees...
It’s Saturday night, and I’ve arranged to meet a friend from language school in a bar in Ebisu for a drink. Happy Hour at the Hub ends at 7pm, and he texts to say he’ll be late – there’s a body on the line. Trains are so rarely late here. They are sleek,...
There’s a man seated in the cafe wearing what on first glance appears to traditional Japanese attire, an over sized jumper that goes beyond his knees. The garment is bright blue, made from the same material used for tracksuit bottoms and it looks brand new. He has...
Something miraculous happened last night, or so it felt. We were still hanging out at the park when turned dark. His friends had gone home for their tea but we were waiting to catch his bus to tennis. I’d spotted a young man of about 19 years of age in full training...
5am, 8 degrees. I write down my dream before heading to the bay where I’m greeted by a vivid amber glow peeking through the silhouette of the trees. Past the trees I see a perfect colour wheel, spinning through yellow into white before meeting the navy sky. Around 6,...
I awoke and felt warm. I’d been dreaming of an ice bath, an underground maze of ice baths to be precise. I was taking part in a communal mediation/chanting and upon completion everyone dived into the ice water… but I wasn’t sure where it lead to. People weren’t...
