I received a letter from a man on whom we did a presentation in one of my classes… it was kind of surreal.
He has a whole, long Wikipedia page and everything, in addition to articles and all that jazz having been written about him over the years… plus, he, himself, wrote articles and books, and grew rather famous for them.
And he wrote and mailed me a letter. 🙂
You know those people whom you find fascinating, and with whom you wish you could spend loads more time, so you could really get to know them?
Now, imagine one of those people, after having spent a short while hanging out with you and chatting with you about this and thats, saying to you that you are fascinating and that that person appreciates having gotten to spend some time with and learn a little more about you.
Feels good, doesn’t it? 🙂
That was my tonight.
Tonight, I really just want to share this photo of something I stumbled upon this afternoon, as we walked through the horse area by the ranch rodeo events that are happening today and tomorrow.
This was in a stall of its own, right between two stalls with horses in them. 🙂
Something I have learned about Japan is that roads that appear to be turning into a dead-end almost never are at their ends. That is, they are all false dead-ends. If you keep going on the road, almost as if magic were at play, a continuation of the road appears just past that house or those bushes – things only appear to be ending, when the road merely has turned (and quite sneakily in my opinion).
Some days, I wonder if this is a sort of big picture lesson for me to learn. We always talk of life as a road or a path. Perhaps these Japanese roads are a new take on the road of life, the path we are taking, which seems to be coming to a dead-end… and, perhaps not. Nonetheless, I find myself wondering often about it, because it is such an odd thing to have discovered, I feel. 🙂