I wanted to give myself a few days to reflect on last weekend before putting something down here. My visit to the Buddhist Temple I feel was the best part of the trip. The beginning of the week I was all I feel good; life is good; i still have some work on myself to do and then there is today where i want to throw my hands up in the air and ask what is it good for? For the greater good? Is there such a thing? So this individual I went to see did have grace; she was very loving and compassionate. Did it feel real? What is real? I know nothing. I lost my nose piercing and had to go in search of a new one Sunday afternoon. The shop I went to was nice. The girl with short hair and multiple face piercings working was even nicer. We sat talking for a few minutes; about my experience and in short “I don’t know jack.” We had a laugh and parted ways. Today as I sit at my desk at work I have the same feeling. Maybe I “feel” too much. Maybe I put too much thought into whatever I’m “feeling.” I want to be all like blaaahhhhhh and whatevvvrrrrrrrrrrrrr.