gust of a whisper
My father is sitting to my left, asking dubious questions about the format of tumblr. “show me a sample” he says. I show him my friend’s account. she’s a yogi and her site is divine. (http://laurenagy.tumblr.com/) “wow this is it” he shell shocks. welcome to our world, daddy. may you preach to your choir and integrate your inspiration to cyber gatherings. the cyber world is your oyster.
