my Japan

Years now. Long roads, strange mornings. Coast breathing salt, volcanoes sleeping, mountains watching. Motorcycle under me. 
Indigo everywhere. Fabric. Denim. Hands that know how to make things right.
Ghosts. Samurai bones. Tattoo ink. Shrines in the forest where the air goes quiet and the world slows down.
Cities, steel, neon and chaos. Skyscrapers clawing the sky.
Colliding. Opposites.
Here.
A peek into my Japan.