We are all in this chaos we call the world, together.

When I awoke this morning the world was white.

Walking along the Tokyo streets in my neighborhood to cast my vote in the snap General Election called by prime minister Sanae Takaichi, i saw kids playing in the newly formed snow fields. When I was their age I also played with and in the snow, fascinated by the unknown, represented by the snow. 

When did I start to worry about my footsteps and disturbances of the public transportation system, instead of living in awe and wonder of the moments?

After I finished voting, I came out onto the streets. There were four elderly ladies gathered in front of the election bulletin board, taking long hard looks at the facebook posters and discussing votes among them. 

I overheard some political party names but pretended that I was only listening to the wind blowing.

I was totally with the ladies. I also did not know too much about the candidates in my election district.

The kids faces the unknown in the snow.

We grownups ponder the uncertainties in Japan's political future.

We are all in this chaos we call the world, together.

It started to snow again.

Qualia Journal.