Tokyo – the city that never sleeps, the lights that never stop shining and crowds that never stop moving. It is ironic how a city so alive is supposedly the most lonely: surrounded by the solitary hum of 35 million people.
I find this most noticeable on train journeys. Crammed between rows and rows of well ordered commuters and students, yet acutely aware that we are all covered by a film of silence, spread smoothly across us like bubble-wrapped sardines. Continue reading