I opened my eyes and instinctively picked up my phone to check the time. It was 9.25am. I thought to myself: 10.25 in Tokyo. Would be time to go sightseeing.
Am suffering from withdrawal. This is serious. This is love.
For now, I still have the best onigiri ever, delicious bagels and peach menthol ciggies to tide me over. The weather is gloomy in a very understanding manner as well, much like the grey skies that loomed over on most days over there, so there's some comfort in that.
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