“America is my country and Paris is my hometown.” —- Certrude Stein
Winter in Sapporo Shi is freezing.
2008, the most lonely Christmas in Japan.
Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to.
I am one of those who never know the direction of my journey until I have almost arrived.
Hong Kong, China
Who travels for love finds one thousand miles no longer than one.
To me, every city has its own age and gender despite of the demographic location. Paris, I believe, is a woman in her thirties, who is in love with a younger man.
You have no idea how good it feels to wake up every morning knowing you are mine and I am yours.
New York City, New York