There’s a small moment I like in Tokyo.
It’s the time between getting off one train and walking to the next place.
Not the destination.
Not the commute.
Just that in-between space.
People move fast, but no one is rushing me.
The sound of footsteps, a vending machine humming,
a breeze that doesn’t care where I’m going.
Tokyo hides a lot of kindness in these short pauses.
You just have to notice them.
Today, that was enough.
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