Cooked pasta added shredded beets, carrots onions, pepper, salt, cumin and made vegan mayo from silken tofu, mustard, garlic, pepper. It’s good but nobody else in my home gives a toss, so it goes. You in this blog are my other imaginary friends with which to enjoy the effort and the taste. The thing that’s always distracted and tripped me is the imaginary constant position that one is not alone. We talk to ourselves, we tell ourselves no don’t do that, yes go that way, why don’t you do this? all questions as if someone is a questioner and someone else a listener. ultimately is it possible to not experience the division of self? can i play music without being the judgemental audience at the same time?