That fresh cold air that hits your face When you step out of your door, First thing in the morning That watery sun shining Trying it's best to warm you up with the little bit of sunshine it has to give Through that dribbling light blue sky That sky that you can't really tell whether cloudy or not
That hope
That fresh cold air.
When people ask me What I miss most
I tell them, I miss the air .
13.12.2018 That one thing about Japan you can find everywhere, whether Tokyo or Ibaraki or Yokohama. That one thing that gives me the strongest bout of nostalgia.