Years ago my water bed was delivered at 9 PM on Halloween - I slept on cold water

I sat out in the sun today looking at the golden leaves on the pecan trees set against the dark green pines. I was waiting to show my Jeep to a fellow... it's been for sale for a month. Hard time to sell things... I had the Jeep out by the highway with a sign on it. This did not go well. I ought to have realized; people "messed" with it. I felt violated. The guy today was nice and did not criticize my precious Jeep (that pulled me out of the Santa Cruz river on many occasions, drove from Tubac to Las Cruces at night in howling storms with wind, rain, hail and crazed tractor trailers blasting past us; everything I owned stuffed inside of it and strapped to the roof rack!). He was pleased with how the engine sounded, how the body had no damage, etc. He saw through eyes that recognized the positives. I dropped the price for him. We'll see if he buys it. I hope he does. Others saw through different eyes. Now I am thinking about how I disconnected from my own "good" sight. I let all the outside stuff wrap up my mind, my feelings and reactions into a wad of stress and irritation. Oops. I must relax into a place of respecting my own presence, of being inside myself and allowing the outside stuff to do its thing without my attaching to it. I can be more PRESENT and therefore less affected by what occurs around me. I have moved 7 times in a year and 3 months... it's true (as Buckaroo Bonzai says): where ever you go, there you are.