I felt tired, sleepy. Lazy. But I knew I wasn’t sick. I felt I could enjoy this vacation more, so I went for a walk. First, I thought I would go to children’s book museum. I started walking in the general direction where I thought the children’s book museum is, but looking at a large map that was displayed by an intersection, the scale was probably way off, and it looked as though any of the place I was interested in visiting was too far for a walk. So I decided to just take a nice walk, and didn’t set any site on any place specific. It would have been nice if I got to Kumpei’s museum, but if not, I’d still enjoy the walk. I chose direction or turn of a road according to how I felt. I went in the direction that looked good to me, interesting turn of the road, narrowness, wideness, sunlight, the view. Within few minutes, I was thoroughly enjoying the little outing, walking by the pinewoods. Mountains in the view, blue, blue sky, early winter foliage, sunshine through the branches of trees, 
scent of winter woods. I started hearing Chopin’s nocturnes in my head. It was very pleasant indeed! So this is the view and the scent that would go perfectly with Chopin’s nocturnes…. I kind of felt sorry for people driving, in a hurry to get somewhere, when I was having a perfect time, walking by myself, Chopin playing in my head. Every once in a while, I would be attracted by a sign or an interesting looking road and try out that turn, but within couple of minutes, I could feel it wasn’t the right turn. I would go back to the road I was on and keep on going. It just felt right going that way. I came to a 4 way intersection, went one way but didn’t like it. I saw a beautiful big field, so I took that way, and I was surprised to find there was the Children’s book museum. I walked into the driveway, and as I looked around, I let out a yell. Wow!! Beautiful! There it was, an incredible view of mount Fuji, seen from the opposite side than the side I am used to see from. The trees, first layer of mists, silhouettes of mountains, second layer of clouds, and Misty Mount Fuji above it all. The view was marred by telephone poles and lines, but nevertheless, it was magnificent. I walked along the large open field, enjoying the moment. I was a bit worried about the time, but I decided to take advantage of the moment, and went into the Children’s book museum. It was a tiny place, but the ambience of the place was quite charming, and the lustrations and books displayed there were beautiful. I sat down and enjoyed the apple juice served in a room with decorated Christmas tree, and read a book while resting. I picked up a few post cards, and after I 
paid for them, I started reading a book about Tasha Tudor, which was beautiful. I enjoyed the book, and bought it for my mother.
I was just going along, following what felt right. Like living in general. I have things I want to do, directions I want to take. I would take roads, here, there, choosing the way that feels right. Always exploring the possibilities, which give me lots and lots of experiences. Journey itself is such joy, so wonderful.
