I went running today in the humidity and the dark but never having felt safer in my life, let me tell you what it is like. Everyone stares. That is no shock to me anymore, neither it is as exciting as it was at first. But now I can appreciate the subtleties that Kaohsiung has to offer.
By our house there is a river and these bridges that intersect one another. I think it was built for the world games because it is new and beautiful and lit up with these beautiful white lights that give this area the Christmas glow. I began going on the bridge that overlooks the highway, and it might have been the humidity, or the beautiful Brazilian tango I was listening to, but in that moment, one word just hit me and I could not get it out of my head. For all the great things the hippies have done for our culture, I think the one setback is the cheapening of the meaning of the word harmony. And this is my own accusation, but I just don't want my story about Taiwan to sound like a peace and love fest...which it is. But the word harmony just sat there, on the river, the lights, the muffled sound of the scooters passing by underneath, the children running around, the sound of the humidity. It was simply serene.
thats it. i just wanted to share that word for today. harmony. think about it. use it. try to feel it. but if you simply cant, just come on down my way and i will take you that bridge at night with the lights and the heat, and the sounds of traffic with the haze of the city lights in the background, and you will somehow understand.
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My favourite part is where you say "This is my friend Trevor from Canada. He wears afros." So random. Anyway I shall add a link into my blog for ya! *MiLanDa*
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