There is wind in the grass this morning.
But really he sits with all of it. It's like a ceremony. He sits. And then he moves on. Sometimes seemingly for no reason. But I think I am just not getting it.
I am recovering from a small oral surgery yesterday. There is pain. I am not taking the pain medicine. I do that sometimes. Sit with it. If I can. I find it most enlightening. I have on occasion, been able to distance myself from it. Separate me and the pain. See them separately. It helps me understand the nature of it. Me.
I might not get to the post office today. In which case it will, most probably, be tomorrow.