on a small island in ehime,
there is a bookstore by the sea.
the roads are quiet but not lonely.
the bookstore is also a home.
i wonder if the bookkeeper is happy.
and if she knows who the newest tyrant is.
i wonder if she's scared or anxious.
or if there still exists a part of the world,
untouched by the latest technological advancements
that promise to make us better, faster, richer, now.
hurry! hurry! now!
except there are still parts of the world now,
where people are quiet but not lonely.
and their mind is also a home.
"there mind is also a home." I like that a lot. : )