Today was an ultra perfect, warm, bright, not a cloud in the sky day, and I was hoping I'd see Fuji-san in the distance.
No, instead I see smog, and lots of it. I was wondering, and maybe not really wondering why I was having trouble breathing somedays, and I have my answer. Smog, in combination with your habit of trying to smoke yourselves to death will eventually kill you all.
I think it's a secret subconcious desire of everyone over here to really want to blow up tokyo. I know why it happens so often in the manga and anime series I watch now... It's because you guys and gals may very well be better if it did happen, and you had a chance to re-build.
I had thought to myself that everything looks the same, no matter where I am in tokyo, and I'm now convinced it's so. There are little subtle varaitions, but it's kinda crazy how homogenous you are.
I'm looking foward to getting out of you Tokyo, and seeing some of the countryside. I don't think I can stand much more of what you've become. I mean don't get me wrong, I seriously love the UFO catcher thing, but even I have almost had my fill of that, and once you see the pictures of what I've won, you'd understand why I say that.
You should seriously all get rid of your western clothes, and switch back to something more japanese... it's not because I want you all not wear western clothes, but when I'm walking in Shinjuku and I'm not the one taking pictures of people in traditional garb, it's citified Japanese that are doing it... something is wrong :)
So maybe I'm just jaded that you have been to far westernized, but I think some of you feel the same way... Seriously, why do you want to be us, when half us us don't want to be us.
Oh well... I'm going to go eat, and pray that tommorow is of a slower pace.
As to my soundtrack, this is what Tokyo currently feels like to me:
Mad World - Tears for Fears
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cos I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me