Chop wood; carry water. Do the dishes. Sweep the garage. Milk the cows.


She decided to dye her hair.

A silly thing to do, if you’re a universal idea, like Death or Spring or Music or Peace. But Suzie had learned something interesting about people: They knew the wisdom of simply being busy sometimes.

Chop wood; carry water. Do the dishes. Sweep the garage. Milk the cows.

Dye your hair.

“Reincarnation Blues” by Michael Poore