have you ever thought of your life as a dance, one step forward and two steps back? it is only as a dance that i can bear to think of it like this. every time it seems we try to advance ourselves, we end up further behind. today as i walk the city streets i feel the old anger rising up in me and i look to the river, to the far off snowy mountain peaks that look so cool and so calm. i feel them pounding in me, the river rushes through me. calm pours in like cool water. i can survive in this city, in asia, thanks to these mountains and these rivers. just looking at them is to heal. i dance my way home, slowly.
