Day 19

To love is to dwell on the reality of another human being.

It is to make yourself so thin (temporarily) that you can see through the dense walls of your over-built personality to the center of another pulsing body, another human being,

I have to strain the oat milk.

I have to clean the kitchen.

I have to work on an academic article, and it is already very late.

I don't have time to dwell on the reality of another human being.

I have time only to do, and to do quickly.

-Sondra