Flora goes on. Years before, I had sought a rule that would apply to everything I did, even to washing dishes. Now I simply washed the dishes, in the most simple of bodily feelings and the most ordinary of daily tasks, living was transformed. I had never felt so completely whole and in one piece, or enjoyed my bodily feeling so much, breathing had changed. Had become deeper, more rhythmical. Hands, eyes, voice, all seemed quieter, more relaxed and uh, with seemingly boundless energy, every task became effortless and light, running exuberantly home from classes or work, bounding up two flights of stairs to my third floor room, I would fall soundly asleep for a quick daytime cat nap, then waken shortly feeling wonderfully refreshed with spontaneous gusto, I found myself eating lightly whenever Hungry, gaining 10 much needed pounds in a few months, even my handwriting changed, as for my relations with others, another person now filled my Shoes. Laughter and delight seemed to fill my life. Somehow I had become more human, more ordinary, more friendly and at ease with all kinds of people. Apparently, I appeared, appeared happy and smiling too for strangers often came up and spoke to me. I had no idea what I could have done to have deserved these miraculous changes, but I felt the most inexpressible gratitude for them. They had enriched my life beyond compare. Literally, everything had become interesting. As for my schoolwork, it improved in some areas and declined in others. I was less concerned with meeting conventional demands. I