I remember after sleeping rough for about a year ( posted about on a previous QOTW) the great thing was when i got back into normal living again even the most simple things felt like ostentatious luxury. I can't describe the feeling of waking up in warm bed or just enjoying a cup of tea in a quiet room during those first few days.

there's a line from a JP Donleavy book ("the lady who liked clean restrooms" I think ) which has always stuck in my head and it's a scene where the titular heroine is just sitting in a cafe sipping a coffee and she thinks how perfect life would be if she could just take pleasure and be content with the simple things in life. How bloody true. And if anybody manages this buddha like state could you please teach me how to do it
( Clay hopes this bit is long enough to promote my websi, Fri 29 Jul 2011, 8:24, 6 replies)

I like this.
I can't say I've reached that kind of state yet, but it took me bloody years to work out that all those big things I was aiming for kinda paled into insignificance at the contentment I felt sat in the garden on a warm day, reading a book and throwing a ball for my dog.
(Kitty Fantastico "Dwarf, Anorexic and In a Fight ", Fri 29 Jul 2011, 9:01, closed)

Pffft.
"titular".
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 29 Jul 2011, 9:12, closed)

eponymous
titular
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Fri 29 Jul 2011, 10:13, closed)

Very much like this.
I spend far too much of my time moaning about things.
(Stiltzkin, Fri 29 Jul 2011, 12:06, closed)

Don't ever forget how horrid it was
or get a possibly terminal illness, that concentrates the mind wonderfully
(Bernardate, Sun 31 Jul 2011, 21:48, closed)

Read
"What the buddha never taught" by Tim Ward...

S'good
( DukeEuphoria Comes highly reccomended, Wed 3 Aug 2011, 13:12, closed)