More of this: “Vacation feels like a million years ago now, but I can still remember how golden hour felt on a crisp night in Tokyo. A paper thin turtleneck and a linen duster were enough to keep me warm in the evening breeze. Jazz piped out of street side speakers lining the path toward Ikenoue station. We waited at the barricade for a train to Shibuya to pass, beside a woman with a bouquet of flowers she'd purchased for herself, tucked neatly into her bike basket. The only plans for the night were cocktails at a record bar and wandering late night shops in search of vintage denim. Heaven!!!”
Storytelling! You're brilliant. Maybe a illustrates book is in your future. Starting with this dreamy trip to Japan! I see you and the fear. We're all fearful in our own universe. It feels refreshing to hear your take, your honesty. We all need more of it. Like you said, the only way through is to be together 🩷
You are an inspiration, my dear friend!
More of this: “Vacation feels like a million years ago now, but I can still remember how golden hour felt on a crisp night in Tokyo. A paper thin turtleneck and a linen duster were enough to keep me warm in the evening breeze. Jazz piped out of street side speakers lining the path toward Ikenoue station. We waited at the barricade for a train to Shibuya to pass, beside a woman with a bouquet of flowers she'd purchased for herself, tucked neatly into her bike basket. The only plans for the night were cocktails at a record bar and wandering late night shops in search of vintage denim. Heaven!!!”
Storytelling! You're brilliant. Maybe a illustrates book is in your future. Starting with this dreamy trip to Japan! I see you and the fear. We're all fearful in our own universe. It feels refreshing to hear your take, your honesty. We all need more of it. Like you said, the only way through is to be together 🩷
Gah thank you sooo much, my friend 🩷