In my opinion "trying to detach" is an oxymoron because the act of trying requires acknowledgement of attachment. It's similar to looking into one mirror in order to see yourself in another mirror. It goes on into infinity. (And it's possible that I'm full of sh*t.)
I think detachment is a side effect of moving on with your life. GAL is the tool and immersion is the goal.
Can anyone tell me what I should do with the two plain white columns on my front porch?
