Land of the Rising Sun.

Tokyo A Go-Go.

Tokyo, Japan – My body is numb, leadened by several false starts at sleeping, by my contortionist’s effort to fold origami legs into a comfortable position, and by chasing an ever-present sun.

It has been daylight the entire trip west, to the Far East.

Jarred awake from restless sleep, the warm roasted aromas of coffee cut the stale cabin air: twelve hours of mouths agape in the face of flickering screens.

It is a new day, and yet, just a continuation.

Ironically, as we land in Japan, the sky is a drapery of cloud.