One day a man called his friend and invited him to lunch at his
office. "Just come on over and we'll have a great time," the
man said.
"Where is your office?" the friend asked.
"I'm not sure of the address," answered the man, "but it's somewhere
downtown, I think."
"Well," asked the friend, "what does the building look like?"
"It's tall, like an office building."
"What floor are you on?"
"I think it's one of the middle ones."
"How many doors down from the elevator?"
"Oh, it's several. But I've never really counted them."
"Don't wait for me," said the friend, as he hung up.
* This is not a story about a man who could not give directions to
his office. This is a story about the architecture of life. For
many people inhabit their own lives in just this way, not knowing
where they are or how to tell others how to reach them.