Today, Tokyo bleeds white. The city is cold. Some mornings you remember because you wake up with a thud. This time though, you will remember because nothing in your life is colder than this.
About a week ago, while I was walking alone along the academic oval inside UP, basking the last strays of tropical sunshine, I thought about how'd Tokyo feel like when it will finally breath behind my shoulder. It's this, as cold as the nose of the cat.
Photos: Views from the window of the corridor in my lab. On a clear day, Tokyo Tower is visible. Still got to find that out though.
Photos: Views from the window of the corridor in my lab. On a clear day, Tokyo Tower is visible. Still got to find that out though.
