A Home in Ashland

I almost bought a home today.

It’s strange how attached I get to plans for owning a house. I suppose that is human nature; I guess my hope is that I transcend that part of human nature.

If I end up going into permanent street retreat, I will be OK with that. I realize that is kind of a lame and slow way to commit suicide, if that’s what it is, but perhaps I will be able to benefit beings on my way out.