In a week, I will be leaving for Korea and Japan.

I have been so yearning to go back. 

I know that I am going to have a wonderful time there. 

Last time when I went to Tokyo, I was by myself. I just wanted to go there after the funeral. Walked around the city for 12 hours aimlessly each day. No strong desire to see anything special. Just whatever showed up, I was glad to see. The familiar images of the places gave me a certain comfort. I am not a carefully-planning-the-trip-type of person.

I only remembered the billboards on the streets. And Japanese men dressing up so monotonously. 

At the Shinagawa Station, where there are Sony, Canon, Mitsubishi offices, 18 out of 20 men were wearing black suits. Looked very unified, but scarily boring and pitiful.