There be many shapes of mystery,
and many things God makes to be,
past hope or fear,
and the end men looked for cometh not,
and a path is there where no one sought.
so hath it fallen here.
--Euripides
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Sense of s p a c e
The personal space bubble of people from abroad is quite different than that of Americans. Jon and I were routinely elbowed off various trails in the Smokies by large Indian families. They weren't being rude, though it was hard to be gracious after several close calls with the dangerous edge to nothing but a graceful dive into the welcoming arms of the rocks below.
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