I feel weak, but I know that I am strong. It is not I that does the work. My perspective is skewed again. What do I mean by “I?” My brain is tired of churning. Maybe I should stop using the word “I” since it is ambiguous. I, body? I, mind? I, experience? I, universe? This body and mind feels tired. This universe seems peaceful when focus is not on mind. Detachment. Let this mind focus on universal peace. Let this body focus on it's pumping heart and breathing lungs. What seems right to do? Is it possible? Can life be lived without the phantom self of “I?” Life seems simpler focusing on what is, rather than evaluating and judging its impact on my person.