How come when I am in Asia, life
just goes on and things that are important, like when will I get my next bake potatoes
are foremost in my mind re my daily tasks.
More folks are concerned with quality of lives and the needs of the
world. Burma is killing, northern Thailand is on fire, etc... How come when I am home, life
slips back to the price of bananas and what is important gets trampled by the thundering hoofs of
expectation and conditioning. I don’t
want to live mechanically, unaware, disconnected, and lost in the shadows. I have tried to reenter too quickly this time and hear
the small talk as blah blah and most issues in conversations about as deep as a
saucer. The only way I am able to
survive is to think that I am doing a standup routine for others and not this
is my real life. There have been people
and tasks and projects all week. I can’t
do that.. need my day to gather. I will
not let myself live the treadmill life… nor I will continue to think I am a
visitor in someone else’s life… for this surely can’t be all there is.
[This may be your last auto blog if you have not emailed me]
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