bon dance

Today I was feeling nihilistic and world-hating. Erik and I gardened in the morning, finishing the patch of weeds that had been bothering me.

I had choir practice at lunchtime. My friend P and I went for a little walk afterwards, looking at different areas of the grounds that needed work or that had recently been worked on.

In the evening, we went to a Buddhist church downtown for a Bon Dance, which honors ancestors. It was really fun and really different. Erik took me home during the half hour break and went back to see the rest on his own.