Sublime

I stroll picturesque stream-flanked ippon-uras and watch kids walk before me in zigzaggy lines and think about how adults are so point-to-point specific, but these children try their hardest to stretch out their walks home, ducking into little nooks in the entryways of houses and behind stone walls, poking one another, tugging on tree branches,

Why don't our sons know that they are naked? Why aren't the alarms going off in their heads and hearts? Remember, they're "growing up; they're not "grown up." Their environment has been a huge influence on them and they have learned much from the culture that surrounds them.

So let's keep our boy's "rebellion in perspective. Consider the patience,