Afternoon is in its final retreat. Evening is enveloping the city.
Today I went out for an appointment, ran errands, then returned. Soon, after cooking, I’ll be leaving again.
The best place is always where I am, nothing finer.
A traditional Zen story:
Crossing a marketplace, Banzan overheard a conversation between a butcher and his client:
« Give me the best piece of meat that you have, » the client said.
« Everything in my shop is of the finest quality, » replied the butcher, « you cannot find a piece of meat that is the best. »
At these words, Banzan was awakened.