“I want to say without hesitation that the purpose of our life is happiness.”
I read the Dalai Lama’s words today before I left for the pool.
That’s my friend Helga, the lifeguard. She’s from Argentina, studying medicine here. She loves medicine, she thinks it’s “beautiful.” Helga and I schmooze after my swim. We agree that there are many problems in the world and that we all have problems, but that it’s better to cortar el rollo, move on, and be happy. Helga and I kiss goodbye.
I go take a very hot, very wonderful shower.
That’s my locker, the one on the end, on the bottom.
It’s quiet here on Sunday.