Today, Cindy and I went to Costco to buy supplies for Thanksgiving. I have always been amazed at the abundance and fullness of Costco, and I have often felt irritated by the throngs of people pushing their massive, overflowing carts in my way.
Today, Costco was empty-stillness. It was the same as before, but it seemed like a dream. Everything that was apparently happening was transparent, shot through with emptiness…
