Yesterday, I met a lady who had just arrived in the U.S. the day before from India. She has a medical background, and it was nice talking to her about health. I can talk about the subject matter until “Thy Kingdom come”.
We had a few of those easy, meandering conversations that make you pause and reflect on life itself. I can only imagine what life must be like in India—so different, yet in some ways, the same for us all. Welcome to America, my friend.
While on Paterson Plank, I sat facing the road, doing something I used to enjoy very much: watching people and trying to understand the human condition. Sophisticated stuff. But maybe that’s too lofty a desire—trying to understand humans. We’re too complex, too layered and extraordinarily dynamic. And I’m not just talking about it at the "software level," to borrow some computer science lingo.
Looking out there, I saw people walking by, some on scooters, others on bikes. Cars passed, buses rolled through—everyone going somewhere. The question is: Where? And why? But we don’t really need to know that. That’s the beauty of free will. We are all free to gallivant, wander and stray wherever we want. At the superficial level though, that is what it likely means to be free, IMO. Yet, some people just stood by the wayside. I wanted to look around as much as possible to see if someone wasn't on their phone. I failed miserably. I wrote what you're reading on my phone too. We are all always on our phones. We are in trouble. I wrote about this and other technology in the past.
I digress, but the overall theme is that, all of us after all, want the same things: to be loved and love, free from all forms of bondage and to have our daily needs met. Nothing more, nothing less.
Have a wonderful day and I remain your pal,
-Ronnie
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