Coming home from my Japanese lesson tonight, I day-dreamt as I watched the buildings and factories fly by along the Keiyo line. There was a pretty but undramatic sunset and the more I looked, the more I imagined an exotic island with a rough sea crashing up against its shores. The only strange thing was the sea, though violent, was not moving as I would expect since is was made from clouds, not sea. I always enjoy the tricks your eyes can play on your mind in these circumstances.
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