May 13, 2013 - 1 min read

Commuting in Kamata

How the everyday can be extraordinary

By R.S. Reynolds

Community writer

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"Green" moments along the walk to the train station

"Green" moments along the walk to the train station

Trees can't escape the sun as it shines on its outer leaves

Trees can't escape the sun as it shines on its outer leaves

And you thought a bicycle was just for riding

And you thought a bicycle was just for riding

Deterioration can even be beautiful

Deterioration can even be beautiful

I'll given you ¥1000 if you stick your hand in there!

I'll given you ¥1000 if you stick your hand in there!

A pop of color catches my eye

A pop of color catches my eye

Does every person in Tokyo own a bicycle?

Does every person in Tokyo own a bicycle?

"Green" moments along the walk to the train station

Trees can't escape the sun as it shines on its outer leaves

And you thought a bicycle was just for riding

Deterioration can even be beautiful

I'll given you ¥1000 if you stick your hand in there!

A pop of color catches my eye

Does every person in Tokyo own a bicycle?

There's a school of thought which asserts that no difference exists between the extraordinary and the ordinary. The variance lies in the importance an individual places on a particular event, person or object based on ritual, personal connection or perceived social value. This idea was on my mind while walking through Kamata to the train station on my commute into Tokyo. I began to take notice of what would normally be considered ordinary and began to see the extraordinary.

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