not sure. hmmm. maybe when I felt most connected with life. I think it might have been when I was truly grateful for being alive. Perhaps ironically, that would have been when I was waiting to learn from pathology if a biopsy was cancerous. By the time I found out it was benign, I was already back into taking things for granted ... with a blend of appreciation. Where is humility and dignity when you need it?

He was a nice guy. I prewrote this for plinky becuase it's cheaper. the newspapers want something like 300$ a day. I kid you not. the truth is dying is very expensive: even if I am cremated, who earns enough for the urn? or the plane flight to sprinkle myself over the Ganges or Kilimanjaro? The fact of the matter is, I can't afford to die, it's too expensive. I'm waiting for a bigbox superstore to offer it on the cheap - not offer my death! the funeral, offer the funeral on the cheap. don't use 'it' in an epitaph. that bit of advice was free. Life is beautiful. It;s important to sing happy songs, even if we have to make them up, but don't whistle when you visit me (postmortum), it's not polite. ok, I wouldn't follow me for that, but if there's a smile in the vicinity, that's alright. don't follow me if i'm dying, and maybe not if i'm writing.

are you me? M I U? connected or same?

Hooray for a table!

MNW in UK. Measuring National Well-being. could be interesting to me, this plink is a bit of a hook despite the entirely uninteresting possibility. hm. What is eudaemonia? well-being. the definitions are more conversation than simple description. anyone asleep yet? I learned that in a very entertaining philosophy class, years ago. What is equilibrium, what is balance, what is justice. If you tend toward mental and physical and social equilibrium, would you not also be both a relatively healthy and just person? If you obsess about it, would that obsession make you off-balance? if you avoid obsession, and remain more of an observer of whether you are obsessed or not, balanced or not, would you be a sociologist, reporter, psychologist, accountant, engineer, military tactician, school teacher, or parent? The unexamined life might be worth living after all. Perhaps it is better to be well as a matter of supposition, rather than assertion. Let it be a pleasant and passing discovery, rather than a new absolute fact. Am I happy? Am I laughing? Isn't it a little interesting that someone seen stretching arms (as in yawning) up, in the distance, might be perceived as surrendering or joyous. Are surrendering and victory necessarily mutually exclusive, and if not, how are they similar? what connects them, besides our basic common humanity. time for a snack