Skipping the uni.to Tokyo!
The very first arrival in Japan!
Here are the only films survived from the trip.
On the track from Narita to Asakusa.
Nearby Kuramae district.
This cemetery accidentally found.(The mood from reading Murakami’s books suddenly popped into my head,I didn’t know why.)
I couldn’t pass by not following the flowers in line.
Or perhaps they just wanted to step out of their playground –
to this real one.
The thinker at National Museum of western art.
and me taken by mom’s photographing skill.
Some said whatever comes with imperfection,they do come with beauty too.
So about the last three ones I could say we’re all taught by making mistakes.
FUCK THE DARKNESSSSSSS!!!