hmmmm...
There I was sitting halfway around the world from where I was 15 days ago, drinking tea and reading a book on Hinduism; while relishing in the beauty of where I am. Up the stairs comes a young man handing me a handmade bowl with a sweet treat inside. The realization of where I am really hit me, but not in a way as to say “OMG! I’M IN NEPAL!I” but
more like a little nod and as sure as the wind that is blowing through my hair right now, so is the idea that wherever I am at the moment is the right place for me to be.
There I was sitting halfway around the world from where I was 15 days ago, drinking tea and reading a book on Hinduism; while relishing in the beauty of where I am. Up the stairs comes a young man handing me a handmade bowl with a sweet treat inside. The realization of where I am really hit me, but not in a way as to say “OMG! I’M IN NEPAL!I” but
more like a little nod and as sure as the wind that is blowing through my hair right now, so is the idea that wherever I am at the moment is the right place for me to be.
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