Wednesday, January 21, 2009

There's nothing better than green tea.

Oh yeah.

A man walks out into a vast open space and has to find his way back home. There's no other way but to trek through the mountains, swim across rivers and glide among the clouds. There are plenty of ways. And in the end, when there's nothing to look forward to but rest, the man sits and writes about his travels.

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