I get up in the morning and don't know what to think.  Maybe like you, but I won't assume.  I make tea, do the dishes, eat some breakfast--rice and the sauce leftover from last night's Lemongrass Chicken--vacuum, dust some, do a quick sweep of the back deck, retreat inside because of the Embassy Open House Tour.



"I too" would like to fit in, to feel stylish and attractive on a Saturday night, to not have to endure feeling strange and out of place, not falling into any category known.  I too want to be associated with something, like 'Whole Foods shopper'… not fall through the cracks.

But for the fact that it's more fun and engaging to read D.T. Suzuki on Mayahana Buddhism and go for a simple walk through the woods, taking time to call mom.