We are always traveling.
Always arriving. Always leaving, always walking. We move from this room to the next one, from a philosophy that no longer defines ourselves to a new one that better describes who we are, from a home that is no longer home, to the promise of a better future. From one job to another, from breakfast to dinner, from childhood to adulthood to parenthood. From our home to our office… We are always on the move, always changing, always evolving, until our final resting place.
This essay presents a series of glimpses into the everyday journey of people in the Tokyo metropolis. The small interval of time they share with us is but a fragment of their personal journey.