Fashion Disaster

Recently, I've been losing clothes like there's no tomorrow. Bleached shirts, water-logged shoes, stains, and yesterday a hole in my long-sleeved t-shirt. Reading Freud is playing tricks on me; I'm starting to feel like it's a subconscious effort to reduce the load in my suitcase.*

No fear, as my Japanese-life-crisis spins ever further out of control, including a Japanese boy haircut, a bright purple hoodie among others.

*20 kilos.... I'm trying to repress it, sticking with the psychoanalytical theme.