Digital Wanderer

We live as long as we fly

The Beaver Is Kind

For two whole days, I lugged mountains of oak planks around and stacked them in piles. I wasted my time ineptly, but at least I got a break from the computer. I swam in a nice lake and realized that my diving skills hadn't gone anywhere. I'll keep developing them.

I also heard a story about a Buddhist cat. Whenever his owner was away, he would methodically carry socks, handkerchiefs, and other small textile items to the sink and drop them in. Then he would turn on the tap and watch with delight as the rags were slowly and meditatively sucked down the drain.