It’s a beautiful evening in Eugene. I’m hanging out at a coffee joint while my friend entertains another friend (of the female persuasion). So yeah, I’ve been displaced but I can’t blame him. He’s doing me a solid by letting me crash on his couch. I don’t want kibosh his liaisons. That would be bad form. Besides, it’s a perfect summer evening. There are worse ways to waste time than sipping tea at a sidewalk cafe.

Across the street is a brewpub. I don’t have the slightest urge. The demons aren’t gone but they’re keeping their mouths shut. That’s a bonus.  

All in all, life is good. I live in this moment, not because of some spiritual awakening, but because this moment is worth living in.