This is the way it is, what else can we do? Stand, staring at the edge with hands outstretched? Arms forward, smiling, reaching for what can’t be reached?
Or…
Arms surrounding, embracing, holding–this, for all its faults, mistakes, confusions. Taking long breaths, talking to oneself.
Maybe this is the God I’ve been looking for.
Alive is this way.
hello, i came across your journal somehow when i searched for “roof” on google. haha. anyways I think your journal is very interesting, and I’ve been wanting to travel to Japan for a while now..do u suggest any certain spot>?