Yesterday I made the decision to break fast with my in-laws not solely because I enjoy their company but also due to the fact that I knew it was the best way to keep me out of trouble. My mind had become so inflamed and agitated that I shudder to think what could have happened if it did not do my best to reign it in.
As is wont to happen when one has a late iftar, we all ended up staying awake and chatting for much longer than I normally would have but to do otherwise would have been rude. As a result I allowed myself to sleep in much later than I expected and missed the opportunity to make it back to the city in time to attend meditation. Anyone else see a theme here?
Recriminations aside, I’m now on a NY bound train going home. May I not squander the day ahead and may I be grateful for the kind and loving family I am blesed to be a part of.
Cattāri Brahmavihārā 
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