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Monk Camera

watching a documentary on Netflix a Saturday night alone to my surprise the main character I know in his a viscose robe his brother will bring him along regularly to the place I worked hostess, bartender and waitress I served them for years the restaurant closed but not the friendship the brother found me one day toiling in a different joint and brought the monk to say hello a few days later I moved along to better earnings and we lost touch anew only to discover that he was deep in the wearing of the robe the Dalai lama making him the abbot of the temple I wrote him a note with my thanks for the discovery no expectation of an answer he did reach out the next day my email with enough details that I knew it was him. life a bliss if you take the time to smell the roses or look at the trees and your heart open to embrace it all.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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