To the right of the kitchen sink, there is a drying rack in my beloved’s kitchen. Right above the rack, there are cupboards where plates, bowls, cups, and glasses are stored. While my beloved is taking her morning shower, I empty the rack and put all the plates, bowls, cups, and glasses into the cupboards. This is what I was doing this morning, as well. I had already put two glasses into their cupboard. As I was taking yet another glass up, and it was a large and delicate wineglass, I cast a quick glance into the rack to see whether there were any other glasses left there. And then I heard a loud crash. Glass was flying all over the place. The tip of the wineglass I was holding by its stem had hit the edge of the cupboard door that was wide open. I put the broken glass into the garbage bin under the kitchen counter and started collecting the shards. They were all around the counter, the rack, the sink, and the floor. It took me quite a while to collect them all, but I could not be sure that I had collected all of them. Again, they were literally everywhere. As I was cleaning up the mess, I was thinking about the Buddha. Only last evening I copied into my commonplace book his wise words about attentiveness. Only last evening!