The Tale of Haru First PartFive Years Ago, East of Kyoto, Japan: Yasuo Shuichi walked about the court yard of the cloister as he searched for his friend. He called out, at certain times: “Haru-kun! Haru-kun, I’m here! Where are you?” Only a few minutes ago, Haru had told him to meet up with him in the court yard of the cloister. He had not said why, and he had not seemed himself. Today was Yasashiku Haru’s birthday, and how did he spend it? Hiding out in the gardens and sneaking around behind Shuichi’s back. Haru just did not have the mind set of a monk. Ten years to this day since he was picked up at the front gate of the monastery and hThe Tale of Haru First Part
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When I came to college, I had no clue what I was in for. Like so many other naïve college kids I thought I was set for my career. I wanted to be a doctor. Or maybe a performer. I played the cello well enough. Or maybe I just wanted to be a video game designer. And the list went on. God only knows what else I was considering. All I know is that things did not turn out quite the way that I wanted them too. College was one of those times where everything was thrown into perspective and all of our thoughts about what we wanted to do, or who we wanted to be when we grew up, completely shot out the window.
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