I sadly have forgotten almost everything I’ve studied in Japanese. This year I want to change that, but somehow it seems difficult than ever.
Forgotten language
tokyo
Neon lights
Tokyo, 2016.
Silent street
A silent street in Tokyo.
The light at the end of the tunnel
No matter what, there’s always light at the end of the tunnel.
Worries and sadness don’t last forever.
Wishes
I wish… I wish… I wish… From time to time I need to remind myself that “wishing” isn’t enough and just like that I (mentally) kick myself to do more and move more and not just wish for things to happen.
Time and trains
Do you ever feel like you’re always running but in the end you don’t get to catch the last train home?
Because, well… I do. It’s a tiring situation in which moving forward and getting somewhere are quite opposite ideas.
Plain photo
This photograph isn’t particularly beautiful, or especial, or has a stunning perspective … either is edited in some avant-garde way, but it is really important for me, as it represents the final way of a wandering day in Tokyo.
What if we just take / show photographs that we love instead of images of what the world might like? Can you imagine?
