The pace of life in Tokyo is rather hectic, like a race against Time which is an uphill battle from the very beginning. Sometimes we forget to enjoy the simple things in Life.
Simple things such as looking up at the blue sky, gazing at the white clouds above. Of course, when the sun is starting to set, the sky turns a pinkish tinge, as though it were blushing like a demure maiden.
Rustic Suburban area
Raucous City area
Of course, eating/drinking is another simple pleasure in life that we often take for granted. And somehow, for some unknown reason, guys in Japan are always game for a bowl of ramen. Met my Malaysian friends yesterday, and we engaged in some relaxing guy talk. Had coffee (I had cocoa though) in an open-air cafe in Shinjuku, and then we decided to have ramen. The place we went to was an outlet of a famous Kyushu branch, and the tonkotsu (pork bone) soup was wonderful, not too thick, not too bland. My charsiew ramen was full of meat too, haha. It was so delicious that I drank finished the soup too, something that happens not too often.
Before: Bowl of Ramen arrives
I did what many people forget to do, caught up as they are in the entangled strands of this web of Time, and enjoyed the simple things in my life that seem so mundane yet reinvigorate me.
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