Today Oldest, Mutt and I went for a hike. Between long silences, the following questions were asked:
Are my blog and his MySpace page expressions of a similar wish to find our respective voices?
Is it necessary to have a passionate relationship to something you do?
Is it possible to tolerate anxiety and not worry?
Does the fact that he was six and a half weeks premature have anything to do with his reluctance to move to the next stage of his life?
Does Mutt have a Buddha nature? If so, what does it mean that she eats rocks?