From where did the snow on the ground come? Just a light dusting, offered like a magical visit from Santa when no one was looking. How did it happen? Sometimes when I'm looking the other way, miracles occur. I open my mailbox and pull out a bank notice which I can't read. I hear some people arguing indecipherably. I live in Japan. I play the cello. I have friends and family who shape and support me. Where was I looking? How did this all happen?
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