11:00

I’m working from building opposite my office. This is a French bakery of three floors with an excellent view of the Shibuya station. The air outside is crisp in this fresh November morning. I take time to build more internet, write these notes and watch people.

20:00

There must be more to life than drinking coffee at different locations. Gambling where to get lunch. Reducing conversations to what the language barrier allows. How can you love a city that will never truly let you belong? I should’ve known Tokyo is just a crush.