Evening, 9/28/07

Sitting, placing attention on my breath. I feel a kind of dullness of mind, as my mind follows stories of times past and of today's events. I follow several story lines. As I am further in time from events of the past, I have kind of forgotten their emotional content. I argue with myself about whether things were as difficult as they seemed. These stories become a kind of fog that clouds the mind. And then, for a moment, the fog clears and I am in presence, crisp, clear, in the here and now. Just for a moment.