While I was cycling today I pulled over to pick up some trash. It turned out to be yet another of the plastic shopping bags that are everywhere. I picked it up with the idea somewhere in my head that I would collect some good points. And then my ego jumped up and wanted to know whom I could tell, how to get the message out that I stop to pick up trash, even when no one is looking.
Silly ego. You know you can't keep a secret. And by telling you negate the good that the deed did. You can't be selfishly selfless.
Can You? Perhaps it is the only way?
Friday, December 17: sharpie on paper