When you are not
afraid to forget who you are,
life in the kitchen, or life in the office,
might contain huge and overwhelming happiness.
Everything you look at, the door, the walls meeting in the
corner of the room, the light shining on the cell phone, might be
so alive that it looks back. Other people might not be who you
thought they were. Family members might be as fresh
and surprising as strangers. And you, whom you
have only apparently known all your life,
might be fresh and surprising
to yourself too.
