119/365: Nov 10 2008. This was a particularly reflective week. Spend a lot of time wandering around the park, taking photos and being alone (in amongst as little-as-possible event planning, English teaching and photography work). Today I made the trek into Ebisu to visit my "manniaku hair-make" hairdresser, Misaki. Seriously the grey thing is just getting out of hand and I'm running out of the energy required to dye your hair every 5 weeks. One day soon I'm just gonna let it go and bust out the grey in all its glory.

120/365: Nov 11 2008. I LOVE these flowers (no idea what they are called), they only bloom for a few weeks in autumn and this lovely old fella down near the park set his fine collection outside his gate for all to enjoy. He came out while I was photographing them, proud as punch and we had a neighbourly conversation about the weather and the pretty flowers.

121/365: Nov 12 2008. Dear Priscilla, the lucky lady who worked my job as the booker/manager at The Zoo after I moved on, paid me a visit in Kichijoji today. We had lunch, wandered around in the park a bit and talked long. Fabulous day!

122/365: Nov 13 2008. The road less travelled? What's next for me, now I've decided to pick up my life and move on. Exciting, terrifying.

123/365: Nov 14 2008. These power towers carve a swathe through my neighbourhood and the locals hang their washing and futons out on their bases. Just one of the many reasons I have to leave Tokyo. People keep asking me if something happened to make me want to leave, one defining thing. There is not one defining thing, there are 1000 defining things. This dense suburbia is one of them.

124/365: Nov 15 2008. You gotta get to the park early to catch it looking as empty as this. A rare sight, indeed.

125/365: Nov 16 2008. Helen and I had long-planned a tree-hugging day for today - somewhere out in Chichibu, but it pissed down all day so we settled on an afternoon/evening of scrabble, crafts and movies at my place. Sarah came along too. These two lovely ladies are wickedly funny, we played scrabble with 2 scoreboards - one for regular words, one for smutty words. Sarah won smutty scrabble by a long shot. We watched Lars and The Real Girl, if you haven't seen it yet, put it on your must-see list! Well written, made, played.

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