08:49 am, 12 degrees and a there’s a drizzle of rain but i’ve been sat here at this cafe window for 30 minutes and only spotted one person without an umbrella – a foreigner, hair tied back and briskly galloping down the high street. The Japanese nation have...
6am and I’ve made it down to Tokyo Bay as an icy light rain starts to fall. I’ve got a new favourite bench and I take my seat, for a good view of both the water and the sun worshippers should they choose to make an appearance. It’s a bit chilly to sit and do the...
There have been two earth tremors since I arrived in Japan on November 6th. One last night in bed, one this morning in the coffee shop. This morning I witnessed a fellow coffee drinker look up from her phone and out of the window for a brief moment, before turning her...
Is this joy? Waking up with a sense of calm, nothing tugging at me, just a simple straight line of stillness, like a spine of steel glowing red and exuding a strength and deep heat inside of me. No shame, no angst no anxiety. I’m not late, I’m not rushed, I haven’t...
The familiar sounds of Stevie’s classic are grounding and re assuring (in an unfamiliar way) as I enter the Starbucks located inside Tsytya book store, here in Minatomirai. I’m in the queue and ask myself “Where are the Uber eats drivers?” Are they absent just in this...
