It felt like an eternity, the never ending flight... I don't know why the flight felt so long. Not sure whether it's the excitement of starting life in Tokyo or the sorrow of leaving Sydney that was weighing on my mind. Regardless, it was a sleepless flight to Tokyo, even though I had 3 seats to myself.
Was totally excited to see Minori. 4 whole months is just too long... ridiculous. And stupid.
As I hold Minori, I look up at the trademark grey Tokyo sky and smell the crisp cold charcoally air, and realise that I'm finally in Tokyo. A new start, and the end of a crazy, chaotic yet so vividly memorable chapter that I can't help but feel has been cut short. So it begins... life in Tokyo, signalled by a smile, a small tear and the violent grumbling of my stomach. I need ramen, and a coffee... a scotch and a cigarette chaser.
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