There is so much matter running around in my head I can’t really find any matter of which there is no such. Finishing my Feldenkrais supervision, seeing two unexpected old friends in one day, getting to have lunch with one new friend, it all feels like matter, matter, matter.
Hamlet is dismissing Rosencrantz and Guildenstern’s suggestion (eerily spoken together) that they wait upon him and I don’t have much matter on that matter – except that I wouldn’t want my friends waiting on me either. I don’t even like to go to restaurants where my friends are waiting tables.
The Hamlet Project 