Sunny Stroll though Ichikawa
The sun was high in the sky. The mercury is surely creeping higher and higher. The haze
that engulfs Tokyo stretched as far as it would let you see.
I journeyed back to Ichikawa station. Wandering thought the same streets as last Friday. The old decaying stores mingle with the freshly poured cement. To wander the streets, is to heal my soul.
Heal soul, Heal.
see you on my next stroll.