Early Monday Morning

 I have compassion for people who are less fortunate than me, but today there is a lady trying to get on the bus who is being told that the drivers have noticed that she is starting to try to bring on more bags than normal, to the point of being too much. They’ll authorize allowing the driver to do this trip, but be aware in the future that the answer may be no. Disappointment takes over her body, head droops down.

Our things. The stuff we carry and hold on to. What is important? What is necessary? We could categorize it all. We are driven to do, to have, to identify with. Avarice and hoarding.

Why is she lugging around the luggage?🧳 

What do I lug around?

I I started listening to this

The first 2 minutes have a lot of words I need to look up. Basically, it’s a mystery. Ontophenomenology for example. 

Ukulele practice