It Felt Like Home…

Sometimes you travel to the other side of the world just to feel like you didn’t go far at all. Walking next to traffic, in the summer heat and humidity I was slammed with nostalgia from a place I had never been. If my eyes had been closed I could have been convinced I was in Omaha, Nebraska, not Hirakata, Japan. Slightly surreal, while a lot of the are was definitely Japan, other parts felt almost re-skinned( for lack of a batter term). Coming across a square body Chevy is rare in the states, to find one just parked overseas in the country famous for their micro trucks was indescribably wild.
Japan has been built up as this place so far, so foreign, so exotic… but the reality is, while it is it’s own place, with it’s own culture, there are still things that are not too different and not as mystical as it has been built up to be. I have been working on a project in the background that expands more on this, keep coming back here for updates on that when then become avalibe

till next time…