Had my last visit (slash pseudo-15-minute-photowalk, last minute shopping at H&M, and also last-minute cramming sushi into my mouth) in Shibuya before I leave Japan next weekend. Strangely melancholic but it still hasn’t hit me just yet. Maybe I’d finally realize I’m leaving Tokyo when I’m actually in Narita and finally boarding the plane. Nonetheless, I know I’m gonna miss Shibuya and all its interesting characters.