from the upanishads

yesterday a shaft of light fell on my bed from the window. i threw myself into it and wiggled around.

last night i came home to see that our neighbors--these 20-something college students in the same complex as us--had baked us brownies. they were delicious. such sweet girls.

i went to the casino yesterday. i have not been in a long time. it felt like coming home. few things are more soothing than the ebbing sound collage of all the machines going off at once.

i saw the trailer for a movie that i have been waiting for for years: synechdoche, new york. i sometimes get that confused with the city schenectady, new york. i still don't know how to pronounce either one.

yesterday morning i had a bath and listened to deerhunter. i am contemplating making 'bathing' a hobby. i already have a 'bath time mix'. then i had breakfast on the terrace. i e-mailed my dad and planned to do something with him. i was on the phone figuring out tour details. i also read some things. this is one of the things i read from the sacred hindu text, the upanishads:

And he said: 'Verily, a husband is not dear, that you may love the husband; but that you may love the Self through the husband, therefore a husband is dear.

Verily, a wife is not dear, that you may love the wife; but that you may love the Self through the husband, therefore a wife is dear.

Verily, sons are not dear, that you may love the sons; but that you may love the Self through the sons, therefore sons are dear....

Verily, everything is not dear, that you may love everything; but that you may love the Self through the everything, therefore everything is dear.

everything is good.