In the noise and chaos, I’m surprised by the calm I find within it all. No other city embodies such contrast quite like Tokyo. Even months after returning home, I still find myself reflecting on how a place so vast, so alive, can feel so still at times. There’s a quiet harmony woven into the fabric of Japanese culture and it’s one that takes precedence over everything else. It’s this deep-rooted sense of balance and harmony that makes living in a megacity like Tokyo not just possible, but profoundly beautiful at the same time.