Choosing a boulder that was squat and waist-high, somewhat like a large muffin, he slowly eased himself up until his feet no longer touched the dirt. He reached down and pulled his pant legs up, to let his hairy legs breath. He could feel the blades of the long grass that was growing around the boulders. The big riding mower that Tim probably used couldn't possibly get into these boulders. In fact, someone, maybe Tim, had built a low rock wall lining the whole of the property and the area around the barn.
With the beech trees overhead offering some shade from the sun, he looked out and decided to try a meditative technique that Sally's friend Craig had taught him. Well, not really taught him. Craig had just been trying to calm him down one night at a party, after he had had one of his rages at some dumb quirky thing another kid at the party had done.
"Bro, you've gotta calm down man..." Craig had pulled him outside to the screened in porch. "It's not that big a deal, definitely not worth fighting a kid over..."
"That's not it man. It's the principle of the thing. The kid didn't even ask who's drink it was, just took it and dumped it. Fuckin' selfish prick who doesn't think of anyone else. He's been doin' stuff like that all night."
"Dude, I know Kyle, he was just trying to help keep the place clean man. Was there a lot of beer left, or what? Look, it's not that important."
"Alright I know it's not. I get that it's stupid. I just can't help getting so pissed sometimes, and it's sometimes the smallest things that set me off. I just... I don't know."
"Have you tried some sort of anger management shit?"
"What like a psychologist? Man I'm not that messed up. I mean I've been to one once, back in Colorado, but that's not why."
"Well I'm just looking for things to help you. Ever done Yoga? Meditation?"
"Never thought about it. Seems like it'd be okay, I just never had the reason."
"Okay look, this is something they teach you early, I mean basics. Try focusing on your breathing, sitting straight. I'm gonna go back inside, but you sit out here doing that breathing thing for a while. It might help. Whenever you're straight, come on back in. There'll be a beer waiting for you."
He been surprised by the suggestion, and even more so at his own answer. All of that spiritual or religious stuff had seemed soft to him before, and in particular
