Night ride to go with my friends to meditation. One of them would share with us her notes on death. And here, again, detachment shows up.
Why is do difficult to get rid of possessions? Do I really need them? I don’t want to answer, because I know I’m not going to like it.
So, action instead. I’ll start with my pipes. Let say that I give away half of them. Or, maybe, I only keep 5. Could I manage this?
I got on my bike again, pedaling back home. Thinking on detachment, and what pipes I could keep.
