I need to be more in the moment, like when I was wet and wild in the waves. Being in the moment—right now!—equals freedom. It can't be scrutinized, analyzed, rhapsodized, mythologized. It
can't be desecrated, debated, prognosticated. Right now can only be lived. Isn't this the same message I
tried to get across to the kiddies in the lecture that got me fired? Isn't this the same advice Gladdie gave me right before she died?
Why is it that the most fundamental life lesson—LIVE!—is the one I continually forget to put into practice?
