An Amazing Contraption

I hope this note finds you well, and that you’ve been doing something today that you truly love, however simple or seemingly mundane — housework, for instance, which is what we’ve been doing, along with other pleasant chores, such as washing clothes and making bread. We ran before dawn, and we’ve both done a little reading. And I’ve spent a total of about five minutes looking at the computer, if that much. I’m looking at it now: what an amazing contraption; it isn’t even plugged into anything — like me; I’m also an amazing contraption, with millions of cells and countless moving parts that hum along through no help of my own, other than a little sleep and food and exercise. It’s preposterous, really, and so miraculous that it’s easy to forget just what a miracle it is. Yet millions and millions of people forget it every day, and commit also sorts of atrocities against each other and themselves. Talk about being ungrateful. And blind. And really dumb. Well. Anyway. Whether or not you’re doing something you love, I hope you’re at least able to recognize how lucky you are to be here. That’s all I have to say.

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