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May. 27th, 2003 09:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sakon76I was in a world full of empty houses which had the empty bones of their previous owners in them, and thick white spider silk everywhere even though there were no spiders. I was not the only person in this world (thank goodness), but most of the people were long dead. It was very sad.
I was at Fushimi Inari Shrine in Kyoto, trying to climb to the top of the mountain. I knew it would take me hours, but I needed to do it anyway. I watched the sunrise at the shrine--it was indescribably beautiful. I talked with the gatekeeper (I don't think there actually is one) in Japanese. Why do I keep dreaming of Japan?
I was at Fushimi Inari Shrine in Kyoto, trying to climb to the top of the mountain. I knew it would take me hours, but I needed to do it anyway. I watched the sunrise at the shrine--it was indescribably beautiful. I talked with the gatekeeper (I don't think there actually is one) in Japanese. Why do I keep dreaming of Japan?
