How are you?

The question that confuses me more every time it is asked: "How are you?"

I don't know. That is a big question. Always has been, and has become bigger.

Using what is true right now, I answer: The coffee this morning in the sun fed me. I am reading more, the me that needs stories enjoys that. I am not meditating, the story-hoarder-me is working overtime.

I ask questions to hear other's stories:

What are you learning? What are you unlearning?

How is your heart?

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