How often are we ever where we plan to be?
As I write this I expect to be leaving Kyoto, or possibly Shikoku, en route to Kyushyu. I wonder where I’ll actually be. Alone, a couple, or a group? About and out, or in? And how will the weather be?
These plants took root far, far, far afield from where their seeds fell.
How often are we really where we plan to be and how do we feel once we realize we’re there?