It started in the late summer of 2007 in Moscow, in the complete darkness of a flat. Three friends turned on the TV and started to watch a random movie about Tokyo. They were young and didn't know what life would bring. They were happy and united by the moment, and the pack of condensed milk taken from the fridge.
It continued in Tokyo in 2015 when two western lovers got lost among people with no names, neons, buildings and arcades. Their future was uncertain again but they were enjoying the view from the 30th floor of a hotel room of Shangri-la hotel. They were happy.
This story ended in Tokyo in 2017. Different people, different time. It was clear that the moment the plane would bring this couple back to real life everything would be over.
The longer one lives the more he understands that life is about little details and feelings that come and go but leave the strongest impression inside. Some things can seem epic at the time but will not matter in the future.
For a very long time, Japan was a closed country with no chance for a foreigner to enter. It still seems like a mysterious place where history and traditions interlace with modern technologies and skyscrapers. In many aspects, it makes Tokyo an excellent spot where the feeling of being lost exaggerated by the city itself.
This is a diary of a western visitor who feels detached from the place, absent and fascinated at the same time. It is a story of monumentalizing everyday life where all details matters and every object has its importance and beauty.