The Excerpts 56: The Song, Not the Singer

At university my room mate and I both suffered from anxiety and poor sleeping. One evening we attended a lecture by a Tibetan monk.

Afterwards my friend seemed extremely impressed with the monk: "I'd love to be more that way myself. I'll always remember that man!"

I was feeling inspired by the monk's ideas, which had just expanded my view of life. "I don't think I'll ever be the same," I said.

Years later we met again. My friend still slept badly, and he asked me "Do you?" "No," I said, "my life has changed. I think it helps that I have more of a Buddhist attitude now."

"Oh, I've always remembered that monk," my friend said. "So he impressed you, too?"

"I don't really remember the monk himself," I replied, "but I've been practicing his methods."

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