I have this incredible group of friends, their number growing weekly, who converse with me regularly and are all dead. Se la vie.
My ongoing corporeal walking around peeps, not so much. I don’t hear from them and it ain’t me (Babe). I make calls, leave messages send texts send emails greeting cards, words of friendship support kindness enthuse love on and on and get nearly nothing back.
If my current Koan is What happened to letters?, my first ever created by me Koan, my even brand newer Koan is likely this –
Is choosing a cow better?