A Return After Long Wanderings

Friday night. Asked "Plans?"
"Read and Sleep"
Saturday night. Asked "Plans?"
"Read and Sleep"

As a result, I am 34 pages shy of finishing 311 pages of "The Unbearable Lightness of Being" that I picked up last night. And on Frans's tombstone they wrote "A Return After Long Wanderings" -- Just as I am at this point. Back to doing what I do best-- the art of doing nothing. Space to breathe. At times comforting and sporadically unbearable. This lightness of being yet to be explained.