this morning i woke up, and i went back to sleep. but, when i woke up, i immediately hit the road. i woke up 5 minutes late. i missed my bus, so i started walking. for some reason as i did so i began, as the hours went by, feeling i was back in japan.
the very first time i was in tokyo i got there at like 5:30am. as the hours went by, and the sleepiness set in all i could do was think, soon, soon, i will be reunited with my friend after her work.
so it was with today. i had a lunch of tacos then walked around and around after i studied. i would have watched a movie, but i do not like falling asleep in public places. so, i thought i would go back to my apartment. i had time. but, by the time i looked at the watch, it would have been too tight of a schedule and i would probably sleep 5 minutes too late and miss the evening bus.
so, i sat down to eat some ice cream. i saw some new friends so we chatted a little. then, i walked to the different buildings on campus attempting to gather emails for who i need to contact for my music and physics idea on taiko.
so, as i type this and moments before my night class, i feel as if a wave of japan hit me…and i know it is not because of the air conditioner. it is because of the space between sleep and awake.