Once the rain stopped and I felt pretty confident that there would be no rain for at least the next hour, I decided to venture outside for a 3-mile walk. The air was chilly and the air was refreshingly crisp and smelled of wet earth. Due to my travel bug lately I again found myself imagining myself in a faraway land. I came across this flowering tree and I thought of Kyoto and its Sakura. On both of my trips to Kyoto I encountered rain during my long walking explorations of the city and its many temples. Since there weren’t much sounds along my walk, I started listening to music for Shakuhachi–a Japanese flute that is traditionally made of bamboo and has five holes. I then more specifically imagined myself walking mindfully along the Philosopher’s Path and reflecting upon my life.
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