The daily question: What am I going to do tomorrow. How stupid is that?
0500, the SWMBO is showering, preparing for another day in the “orifice”. The kids ; fed, moderately played with, walked and soon to be neglected for the balance of the day as I sneak away…to meditate…to meditate on the question: should I continue my studies to become a meditation instructor? How stupid is that?
My turn to prepare for the outside world; the donning of the distractions; ornate rings on either hand (two for the right one for the left), several bracelets, leather and wood, outlandish socks, poly-chrome shoes, stylish cane and always a hat. Always an odd old bird, but few see the tremors, the twisting and jerks, or so I like to think. Like a four year old that makes himself invisible…by covering his eyes. How stupid is that?
This morning its take the octogenaria to the hospital, more tests…still no answers
I’ll wait ’til tomorrow to answer all my questions. Really, just how stupid is that?
Illustration: Calligraphy-Zen Art by Qiao Sen