Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery that it is. In the boredom and pain of it no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it because in the last analysis all moments are key moments, and life itself is grace.
Also, why did I take this picture of myself? I'm sitting on the toilet, smiling at myself in the mirror. Didn't I know this was supposed to be a private moment?
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