On Waking

Jeff Benowitz once told me that finding out that the world was only just under six thousand years old would be like being a bus driver and waking up one day and discovering that buses didn't exist. At first I thought this was a bit much- but now I am not so sure. I think perhaps it is an appropriate metaphor. But how many times have I woken up and found out there were no buses? Well, not everyday- but it has happened. I think this will prove to be the case with the war with self. I do not think it will be pleasant. I think the big question will be what have I been doing? Because, of course, there are no buses.