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...
As I pull out my chair to take my seat I glance out of the window and I’m greeted by a young girl of no more than 8 years old flying down the pedestrianised High Street; pink jacket with a rainbow of tassels and ribbons flowing in her own breeze as she kicks the...
As I alight the train at Kawasaki I’m greeted by the pleasant sound of bird song. Sadly it only takes a few steps down the platform before I realise these are pre recorded chirps and much like canned laughter it numbs the effect. Kawasaki is where national hero Mitoma...
