Its so hard to live among humans and things. (from a French poem)
*peculiarity*
At my place, in everyday life, I can drink tea only from drinking bowls. I tried to get hold of a usual cup with a handle, but nothing came of that, and very soon, after the unpleasant experience, I returned to drinking bowls for ever. Coffee I drink from a thick glass, and I enjoy it so much.
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*enjoying the life among things*
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at the country house*
If one finds an unknown box at ones place, one has to sit down on the box to examine it with attention. 
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*I am not alone. I am with myself.*
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