There’s a zen saying –“chop wood, carry water”– that I invoke when I find myself getting antsy. It reminds me that it’s about how you do things, as much as what you do. In the end we’ll all die, survived perhaps by a few close friends. Oh and speaking of which, if any of you survive me then I’d appreciate a eulogy something along the lines of this one.
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