was heaven in a forest of bamboo. i will never forget walking quietly in the bamboo forest, hearing nothing but my own footsteps, looking up at the tips of the shoots, looking down at the thick sturdy segmented stalks on the ground, all the while inhaling the fresh, cool, moist air that you only get after rainfall, deep into my lungs.
oh Moganshan, how i miss you so. and your 3 legged dogs and cat.
The New PostSecret Book
9 years ago
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