by Gabe Berman – the author of Live Like a Fruit Fly

I Love “You” 

A man reads a newspaper. Another rubs his eyes under his glasses. Two kids stare at their phones. A woman orders coffee. The floor is tiled. The ceiling is painted. My lower back is warmed by sunlight passing through the windows behind me. Steely Dan in my headphones. Everything couldn’t seem more separate – the roar of the espresso machine, the ink on his Wall Street Journal, the kids’ shoe laces, the red nails of the women who just walked in from getting a manicure next door. Everything couldn’t seem more separate but it’s all an elaborate illusion of the senses. It’s all just me. It’s all just you. It’s all just one. One. One. One. In this moment, the universe is writing these words to itself. Let’s breathe the truth of this in together and then exhale it out together. Thank you.

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One thought on “I Love “You” 

  1. It’s not an illusion of the senses, it’s a realization of them… Which is far to much to take in all at once.

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