Day One Hundred and Thirty

Touching. The stone strikes gently against skin and bone of my hand. Understanding that the doors of the mind are a large set of historic files set against touching helps, because that set is different from the door of skin and bone. Touching will reveal the nature of the door by and by with effort. For now I see the mind making up a story and I go back to touching, to the feeling of the touch, to the touching that is not the stone, to the one point of impression. I build up a year of stories about touching and then I start again, bare.