A Day In Japan

Your long black hair sways in front of your face. An average citizen in Tokyo, Japan, you are used to the crowds. People bustle all around you, jostling your cup of coffee. In a city with a population of 13.35 million people, space is not something you’re used to. You’re not rich, so you live in a tiny capsule hotel. You consider it spacious, for a capsule. You’ve never experienced anything different. Your parents and your parents’ parents grew up in Tokyo, and it’s all you’ve ever known. The car fumes are air to you, and the constant rain fits like a second skin. Someone bumps your arm, and your coffee spills over the ground. It doesn’t bother you as much as you thought it would; in such a crowded city, it happens all the time. You quickly slip through the elevator doors just before they close. You work as a software engineer for a large company, and you can’t afford to be late. The elevator is small, but at least 6 people are stuffed in there. When you reach your floor, the office space is bustling with movement. You move through the people and reach your desk, finally sitting down. This is an average day for someone in a huge Japanese city like Tokyo. Would you like to live there?