It's like we never said goodbye. And that distance just washed what was toxic and strengthened what was nourishing. Maybe we both learned to be better to one another while being away from each other.

Her smile is the most beautiful I've ever seen. We had some beer, shared some small plates, in the dirt-cheap Medaka Izakaya in Shinjuku.

16:00

This girl is trouble. When I speak to myself I get all the red flags. She’s too old to take it slow.

20:00

I'm people-watching from the bar counter at the Wired Tokyo café. Later I'll meet Mio after almost one year without seeing her.

19:00

Playing around with the locals at Moonwalk Bar in Shibuya. This is a ¥300 bar usually full of students. Alex loves it here. I think it’s a little entertaining but I wouldn’t tell anyone I’ve been here.

21:00

Photo of people demonstrating against the American politician Donald Trump. Something to do with racist comments and post World War II sensitive topics. I’m still feeling ill.

23:00

I ran my first workshop today at the Origami office. I taught a group of 15 people how to build a tip calculator app for iOS in Swift. It was terrible. I blocked and couldn’t code. My voice was still barely hearable from being sick. I’m really disappointed with myself.

This is crappy photo of some ramen shop in Shibuya. I think my camera is broken.

20:00

People with umbrellas as the rain pours in the middle of the Shibuya crossing.