It's been a while since I read a philosophy book by a philosopher (Ethics of Ambiguity), and I'm immediately reminded of why I don't do so. It's just too dense of a read for the amount of concentration I have remaining by bedtime. As usual, I got through one chapter before dropping.
(this was before jumping into LotM)
Now I'm reading Eastern Wisdom, Modern Life, which sounds very much like the "Secular Buddhism" podcast but in book form. I very much appreciate the zen of washing dishes:
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