My pal Lance has posted a new 100 Word Song Challenge, this week about Radiohead's "Idioteque". I call this story "What do you want?"
"What do you want for lunch?," I said.
My nephew's head was down on the table, brown hair tousled, his eyes locked on his toy. I wondered what he was thinking about, whether he was hearing dialogue from a TV show, or music, or if his mind was silent and still, like an empty whiteboard.
He was in his own world, imagining, thinking, focused on what was in front of him. I wondered what it was like to be in the moment like that, a tiny Zen master.
"Pal? What do you want?"
"Everything," he said softly.