And I can't help thinking about the night we went to the hospital and how surreal it felt. That wee hour of the morning we drove to the ER through a steady rain, and an empty town with wet streets shiny and reflecting lights on in closed shops and gas stations. I saw no other cars and the town was vibratingly and reflectively beautiful and eerie. For 20 minutes or so I forgot why and where I was driving at 2:30 in the morning. The images in the park, the sock I finished at midnight last night, all I can manage.
I place fewer and fewer demands upon others,
And especially myself. I am free to commune
With nature, work, play, read, or just do nothing.
(Wayne Dyer translation Tao Te Ching)