Saturday

japanese


an small bridge is like a Japanese bridge. It's the kind of bridge that you have to cross slowly.
you can stop at the middle of it for seeing the orange fishes that swim in the water below.
and when you finally get at the other side you can sit on the grass for having tea.*
(and you can pray a little too, if you want, of course)
* small Japaneses bridges confuse with you. and everything is a big big zen thought.

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