|The mother kitty is very friendly who now visits us for dinner.|
As the box gets jostled I see more clearly my disdain for game playing. There is that truth factor again where I would rather get hit with a stick than hear some smoothed over version of the 'nicey-nice' game as a friend dubbed most of human's behavior who want to stay in the game. As I go deeper, the desire for simple truth, simple living, and simple being is growing stronger. My reaction to life is often still too temperamental, lacking patience, and full of awe/humor for the absurdity of human reactions--underlining my own.
Found someone on the street who was happy to take my sack full of food that was given to me for Christmas dinner--so many hungry people and I just walked a few hundred meters to find one outside the hotel.