One day@Kabukicho #DAY160 - At a night after a day exhausted from various work schedules.
First, this photo is probably not exactly a photo of Kabukicho. Because I took it after passing through the guard on the way for the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building on Shokuan Street. However, it was taken around Kabukicho, so let me say it's okay. A lot of things occured, so I was just completely exhusted on this day.
Sometimes I end up taking photos like this as if somethings makes me do it. Though I can't explain what looks attractive to me well myself. Well, I think it's good even if sometimes there's something not to be able to explain well in words.
My mind is always filled with work. But I can completely get them out from my mind when I'm taking photos at least. Why? Recently, even when I'm with my friend, I can't stop thinking about various work-related things. I can't forget even when I'm playing with Yuzu-san. I'm really sorry to my friend and Yuzu-san.
The combination of "Drunkard" and "A back view like this" brings back very unpleasant memories for me. Basically, I really dislike drunk people who tend to be like a friend to others even though they're not welecome, even refused. Nope, not only drunkard, or rather, I dislike someone itself who becomes like that when they drink. I never want to associate with someone who becomes like that by drinking, even when they are sober. I really hate such people.
Two cars that look like they're picking a fight with each other, depending on how we look at them as. I might not feel that way when I see it in other cities, but when I see it in Kabukicho at night, it makes me imagine it that way.
A woman standing at an entrance of a male host bar. Is she a customer who has finished drinking, or is she a one hesitating to enter? No, there can't be nobody hesitating. People who hesitate must've been probably already being led into the store by male hosts.
I took a photo of my car for the first time in a while. The reflected light is beautiful. The car I was previously owned, was in black, so the light didn't reflect like this.
I don't become a state like him in the red shirt in this photo. But maybe my mind and heart are quite exhausted like him in this photo. Living comfort and being lazy. I feel like there's just a slight difference between these two. It's good to have something comfort in our work. Separating private life and work, and focusing on the private life can be a good way of living. But in my case, I don't want to choose a way of life separating work and private live each separately. I'm not that skilled and I can clearly see that choosing that way means it'll make me lazy. So difficult.
See you then.