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“How's this summer in San Francisco?” my passenger asked me on the way in from the airport. “Tough to beat,” I said, leading us into a pleasant conversation. I look for responses either nourishing or liberating, and not in the direction you might expect. Nourishing to me! Liberating to me!

Many times in my explorations I connect to the soul of a baby in myself, and we don't quite know what we're doing. Give me schizophrenia! One time I had just finished taking a leak in the men's restroom in the basement of Macy's, and a voice came in from the line behind me: “Flush it!” I brushed by the guy without saying a word because I didn't quite understand the dynamics. California had instructed us not to flush so often so as to save water, yet a part of me realized the guy was taking an unflushed urinal as a minor insult. At this moment in the flow of time, having slept on all this, I'd say something like, “Sturdy New England stock,” and if that didn't work out so well, I'd add, “Doing better. Months ago.”

Lots of people march around bumping into people, saying, “Sorry!” as they step on your foot. It's fun to say, “Well-grounded,” especially if it's a pretty girl.

Meanwhile, I'm brushing off dirt and minor offenses best I can, and hope you catch on. The mind is a sieve, and you can make the currents as wild or as fine as you wish. People try to trick you into getting too emotional, or too intellectual. There's a middle way. You can see it in the examples above, taken from the Backtalktionary :: The main idea is to experiment repeatedly, and to never explain.