There was a small gnat flying about my arms as I was doing the dishes. It landed light as a feather's brush on my skin, and I held myself back from swatting it, from running water over it-- because if one is going to subscribe to a philosophy of the preciousness of life, one must hold to it even when inconvenient. Instead I blew gently on my arm,
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I found this Tumblr and thought of you.
http://bluepueblo.tumblr.com/
I compared it to the website I sent to you with the gorgeous photos of rural Japan -- the photos in the Tumblr are mostly western, but also appealing to me in a distant, mystical sort of way. Damn, I want to go EVERYWHERE and see everything.
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Thank you very much for the Tumblr link! Those photos are amazing. My reblog queue is going to grow by leaps and bounds. LET US GO EVERYWHERE AND SEE EVERYTHING.
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