As I walk through the airport...
I feel like I keep forgetting something.
Is it my phone?
Could it be my wallet?
Maybe it’s my jacket.
Maybe it’s myself.
Maybe it’s something I carry everyday.
If you asked, I could not tell you,
exactly what it was that I was forgetting.
I’m not sure.
But I’m sleepy.
And I feel like I’m forgetting something.
The Sutras say, that we can reach happiness from simply detaching ourselves from desire.
Desire of things.
of people, and feelings.
Maybe I’m finally learning to let go.
Maybe I’m not forgetting anything.