5,471 miles

Still Tuesday,
Sam.

Tokyo to London. Nine hours apart, and somehow you’re still the first thing in my morning and the last thing in your afternoon.

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Two cities, one Tuesday

Tokyo · UTC+9

22:14

Yuki, brushing her teeth, composing a voice note she’ll re-record four times.

London · UTC+1

14:14

Sam, third coffee, phone face-up on the desk. Just in case.

Letters that travel

The cherry tree outside my office finally bloomed. I took eleven photos. You will receive all eleven. This is non-negotiable.

YUKI · 07:02 JST

Received all eleven. Made the fourth one my wallpaper. The one with your thumb in the corner. Especially the thumb.

SAM · 23:09 GMT

I cooked your mum’s shepherd’s pie recipe tonight. The conversion to grams went badly. I ate it anyway and thought of you with every strange bite.

YUKI · 20:41 JST

87 days. I checked the flight again at lunch. I check it the way other people check the weather. Haneda, gate to be confirmed, me at arrivals embarrassingly early.

SAM · 13:15 GMT

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Things I keep in the nine hours between us

01Your voice note from March that I still haven’t deleted. The one where you forget the word for “umbrella” and just say “rain shield.”
02The train ticket from Kamakura, soft at the edges now, in the back of my phone case.
03Our rule: nobody says goodnight angry, even when goodnight is somebody’s lunchtime.
04The film list. Forty-one films we watch “together,” thumbs hovering over play, counting down from three in two languages.
0587 days. But who’s counting. (Me. I am counting.)

Yuki's view of Tokyo at night through a rain-specked window, city lights blurred — Her window
Shinagawa, eleventh floor. She points the camera out the window so Sam can see the rain.

Sam's view over London rooftops toward St Paul's at dusk — His window
Peckham, chimney pots and one stubborn fox. He points the camera back. Fair trade.

TYOLHR

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Still Tuesday,Sam.

Two cities, one Tuesday

Things I keep in the nine hours between us

Still Tuesday,
Sam.