Gone with the Wind Gone with the Wind ah ah was drifting across Tibet (1) --- Office of the small difference
I sat in the office, began to write my first trip to Tibet. Although not yet begun, and although apart from a backpack and a pair of boots in addition, everything is not yet prepared. However, they are all full of mind in Tibet.
And the owner of mushrooms for a long time, he categorically asked me to stayed on the last day. Although I do not anything, but I have stayed on the last day.
I figured the day. I will miss the Sour Milk Drinking Festival. After a few minutes of the ideological struggle, I decided to give up. Xuedun Festival, the idea of just a few days ago suddenly pop out of. Will not go, but now even before fate.
Is fate, not be able to insist. Not force it also set aside the calculations.
In fact, a year ago, are fundamentally have not thought of going to Tibet. Tibet to me, seems to represent a kind of unattainable sacred. Subconsciously always tell myself wait a bit longer, and so on their own and then matured a little, a little more experience. So unattainable, it became out of reach.
When swimming in Yunnan, one night, flying in the Deqin Temple, guarding the moonlight. Winding road to west extension. "That's the way into the Zang. Is now a day can go to Markam had."
Oh, one day to Markam, my Heart a bit.
They just simply moved.
Go after Inagi, to De-rong, turn full circle back to Lijiang. Call her mother: "Mother, I'm going to Tibet."
At that time the feeling was so strong, quite a little taste of burning his boats. But his is not so strong after all people,
Most drastic, but still arrived in their responsibilities. Then gave myself a year, signed a one-year agreement.
Think back to Tibet, just to set up a destination itself, its own destination.
All along, all things are step by step, study, work. Everything is going smoothly, everything is a matter of course. In this matter of course, but after I was gradually blurred. I started to do not know what it was like to start do not know what they want. Yunnan trip, I suddenly realized that his own existence. This time, this time I'm going to get back there own.
P said that, I like to wait for prisoners released from prison.
Yes ah, I was waiting for release from his prison inside the building.
Now, at last the time to go. No plans, because I prepared a lot of time, can take the time to experience it. Can walk on the road trip rather than calculation, that is what a free!
Even more natural to understand the time, after all, or skimming over the surface. Even skimming over the surface, also wanted to get a little more experience, can be as simple as the baby to experience the simple to be their own.
Doing homework, patiently search the map and some do not have names. However, they deliberately avoided all the descriptive language, avoid all the pictures, video.
Can not guarantee their forgotten savvy, had to create a blank space.
J is clearly not satisfied with my plans. But he did not say anything. He said, "To love someone is to let her go free." At this time, though reluctant, but can only support.
I said he was too civilized man, so that he could not understand my desire for that to disentangle from the shackles of desire.
As for the break away after coming out what kind of reality, I do not know, I do not want to know.
Perhaps the heart of hearts would have this floating factor, moved to there from here I do not know the destination and does not need the destination.
I think I was fatalist, since the fate of the have been arranged, then why not arbitrary time?
Speaking of fate, perhaps even more deeply in love with that feeling of uncertainty. Is like entering a mysterious cave, not knowing what is ahead. Perhaps the surprise is to discover treasure, perhaps by a shock of fear, or maybe just their own after a while the poor create a feeling of intense ...... and fun in this inexplicable being.
I am weaving in the office of my dreams, a map, I have to start traveling, and I'll float ah ah Gone with the Wind was drifting away in Tibet.
Author: happylee
