I was lucky enough to share a bottle of wine with my zen master last night. Winds raged and temps dropped below 20 degrees in the city, so we stayed in. Perhaps we could meditate in a cave another cold night.
As we talked about time and space, it occurred to me that there are a string of memories from early in the decade which I have a hard time placing chronologically in time. I used to kayak, did you know that? I had this royal blue fiber glass short boat that I'd haul on one shoulder and thrown up on top of my jeep. This is hard for me to admit; the jeep had leopard print seat covers. Bless that little Sarah; it was another life.
The times has a great archive of reader photos from the decade. This one is by Bernard W. Kobes. It's from an anti-war protest in early 2003, right before the US invaded Iraq. My sister and I hit each other a lot when we were little, and this picture really speaks to me. At any given moment, we understand exactly what we need to.