Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Analect 2.396x



2 December 2008. Nice gloomy clouds with patches of blue... lifting through into tender sky...

An ancient encounter in the cafeteria line, amidst a sea of youth--all milling about, with paper pails of rice and meat, piles of toasted bread... Both in the footwear of the literati class--flip-flops, that is. One-time wanderers on a lonely road. The lost distance--a recognition and a bow...

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