I became a minimalist so that I’d have time to do things like watch snails crawl with slow grace. They’re amazing little creatures. I call the iridescent streaks that they leave behind them fairy trails. When I watch them, I become mesmerized by their deliberateness, their sluggish pace of life. Harbingers of the slow movement, they leave meditative-ness in their wake.
And I’d be having a much better time if you weren’t always trying to tag along, ordinary gray stone who is not my pet rock!