tokyo hai hai

one last night of moderate boozing at the loft and off i went to JFK at 5:30 am. Transfer at Seattle (unimpressed by coffee), a quick 10 hr jaunt, and here am i in tokyo. any novelty, simulacrum of novelty, nostalgia of novelty is pretty much all gone now for me and japan; its more like coming back to the 2nd home; place smells the same, everything just as it was before. smell and nostalgia must be the same billion or so neurons.

experienced a bit of rush hour commuting on the trains: just horrible. however, only 2 stops from shinagawa to gotanda. the door opened on my side, luckily, and i spewed forth.

at certain packing densities, all politeness, including japanese politeness, erodes; this moment is infinite, the 4/5/6 going uptown at 6, a bus in shanghai, a train in dehli. humanity collapses into wave/particle duality.

despite waking up at 5:45 am today, i feel like i barely have any jetlag. went to a few izakayas for a pint with liver/fish parts, came back to watch late night japanese tv where the audience guesses at bra cup sizes.


sunrise in brooklyn


sunset in tokyo