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June 22, 2014
I was looking at my Chinese writing on the chalkboard that I had written years ago.

As I looked at the Chinese writing I started to get somewhat impressed by my own writing but did not recognize some of the characters that were once recognizable.

Later on I started to wonder about how I should spend my time and suddenly saw the zafu mat on the floor.

I sat down, meditated, and took notice of the outside noises; such as dogs barking and the sounds of cars on the interstate not too far from where I live.

I felt lonely.