So It Seems

Vanquish negative thoughts.  Focus on the positive.  Give up obsessions.  Love simple pleasures.

I got that from an article in today's New York Times about a fifty-nine year old man who surfs every morning in Long Island after practicing his daily meditation.  And then he makes a long, traffic-snarled commute to work.

It all makes sense as the sun comes up on a peaceful Sunday morning in the midst of a long vacation from the horrors of the factory.  Those things are easier when you are alone.  I could do all of that if not for the noise and interference of people who don't.

Or so it seems.  Isn't it pretty to think so.