It was love at first sight.
I cannot expect too many people will recognize that, any more than I can expect too many people to recognize me. The man at 652 Hot Springs recognizes me and I suppose there is something satisfactory in that. It is good to be recognized. He calls me by my name, a name that came somewhere from within him and which resonated somewhere within me.
Recognition is everything. I recognize things that are not good for me--potential dangers. I recognize things that are neutral, neither good nor bad, but filled with potential. I'm working on recognizing things that are good for me.
The source of the opening line is something I found in the shelves of the man who appears to recognize me. It is a book about absurdity, called Catch-22. There is in fact something absurd about being recognized and called by a name that has come from somewhere. Perhaps this is what recognition is all about.
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