It’s still winter, despite the change in season creeping along slowly. Christmas now seems as distant as it did in in July. I’m happy to see the back end of it. When I reflect mostly on my Tokyo trip the sensation I feel is mostly one of numbness, mainly for the season, but also for the sensation of feeling lost. Even now six months in, and I fail to recognise the skyline, or the shapes the roads make between my home and the supermarket, my school, the Starbucks by the castle. I’m determined to escape more, to walk around on foot. I’ve done so little of that since coming to Japan. There should be so much here that I can see, yet I’ve done so little of it. I want that to change.
Personal projects though are moving. I’m writing a fantasy novel as a kind of exercise. ‘Straight’ fiction will have to wait, when I write I write grey. But with fantasy I want to let loose. But even then, I feel the prose beginning to take itself too seriously.
Music too is progressing, I’ve written tracks, and I’m starting to develop and idea in my mind for a concept nihon no tenki, I may purchase a field mic soon and go collecting. Very recently I’ve been listening to the music of Bonobo, it’s from him I’m taking inspiration.
Always endeavouring.
Ken, 北九州
The World is Quiet 