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i was burning some
rotten wood in the
backyard. it was just a
chore. i was anxious for
it to be reduced to ash so
i could get back to doing
something else. i couldn't
leave it unattended so i sat
staring at it. i was sweating
when it got down to coals &
suddenly i was overcome by
a feeling of pure well-being.
why had i wanted to rush it?
i thought, there's no point in
comparing moments; just be
present. i was perfectly content
but got up anyway thinking beer
would make a good thing better.
it took 30 seconds to hit the fridge.
i came back with the bottle and
found everything just as i'd left it
except the good feeling was gone.
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