Saturday, September 14, 2019

Thursday night debate had too many words, too many preplanned rehearsed words.  Several times a real thought came out and we would sit up to listen.  We turned it off at half time.  Too many dead words.

The heat and September light brought back memories of my 90 day stay at Tassajara 28 years ago.  I reminisced at Brown Bag Zen on Friday about these memories.

I hope the weather people are right and a cooling breeze is on its way.

Today I am going to take several bags of books to the Friends of Marina Library book store in Marina.  I will only buy 3 books out of the hundreds that will attract my eyes.

I was inspired last night to write an essay, the words were bubbling up.  Instead I was distracted by facebook until the inspiration turned to dust.