The reflection in a window
As you fly through a tunnel
A foreign country of inspiration
The good vibes emanate
With the velocity you crave
Which so often lies obscured
In the corner of your dormant mind
Back home in the warmth
Of your cozy apartment
While the wide wise outside
Churns out its next victim
Broadly swimming in the deep blue
Of a haunted fate
Muddled by the experience
Of escaping your nice cell
Green grass always saved up
For next time's viewing
And pondering
Where to next?
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Unfortunately a large typhoon has struck Nippon, and it caused my ferry to Yakushima to get cancelled. Giving up hope on getting there and ready to move on to somewhere new, I jumped on a bullet train to Osaka thinking that I could get far away from the rain, but of course the typhoon is even stronger here!
I'm currently bunked out in a capsule hotel, although it's not a coffin at all but more like a mini luxury hotel room with a partition instead of a door (I think this is a swanky 'capsule' hotel). There is some regulation that restricts this class of lodging to having no door and only three permanent walls (for tax purposes?). At any rate, it feels like a hostel for grown-ups, with shared bathrooms and showers, but a nice little alcove to yourself too.
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