Wednesday, August 4, 2010


On the upstairs platform at 14th street, I see a man with a book in his bag called
How To Be An Existentialist.
I laugh out loud at his silliness.

Downstairs at 14th street, a man in monk robes comes up to me and offers me a book on yoga,
asking for change in return. 
I give him a handful of coins. 
I open the book and a card falls out with a chant on it. It instructs me to repeat the chant to make my life sublime, and it guarantees satisfaction.

I laugh out loud at its silliness.  

1 comment:

  1. Meg, your blog transformation has been transfixing...I can't ever get enough since I started following you last year. Live your life!

    That's why I gave you my EOD award.