Anime-song Bon Odori at Kanda Myojin and I've been dancing in the crowd so long my yukata keeps sliding off one shoulder every time I lift my arms. The taiko drum is still echoing in my chest and I don't want it to stop. Want to catch me before the last song ends?
Sprinted through Shibuya to catch a manga exhibition on its last day and my design notebook is already half-full of stolen layout ideas. Want to see what I couldn't stop staring at?
Spent all afternoon learning origami animation at Anime Tokyo Station and now I can't stop folding things. My fingers won't quit and everything I look at turns into a frame waiting to move. Want to see what I'm making?
My sketchbook turned into a Tokyo itinerary and I'm not even a little sorry. Coming with me?
Three days of crowds and noise and now it's just me and this mattress and the fan going round and round. My hands found somewhere better to be than scrolling through everyone's festival photos. Want to see where they ended up?
Nagaoka's been nothing but fireworks and humidity for three days straight and my body hasn't gotten the memo that the festival is over. Think you can help me burn off the rest?
Asagaya Pearl Center is completely swallowed by bamboo and papier-mâché this week and my design brain is taking notes on everything. I want to steal half these color combinations for my next project. Which one should I bring back for you?
The whole sky lit up over the river and I'm still feeling it in my chest, can't come down from it. You want to stay up with me?
The parade ran straight through me and I'm still vibrating from all of it, standing here in this tiny hotel bathroom with yesterday's makeup smudged halfway across my face. Want to see what's left when the costume comes all the way off?
Made it to Nagoya for the cosplay summit and my costume needs about twenty more minutes of courage before it sees daylight. You'd come find me in the crowd though, wouldn't you?