Recently, I was angry. I was angry at the world—at the trash-filled sidewalks that I walk my dog on every day, at the slow-walkers with their heads in their phones, and at the klaxon of a buzzer in my apartment letting us know that someone was about to get a delivery.
How to see everything as a fortuitous bounty
Recently, I was angry. I was angry at the world—at the trash-filled sidewalks that I walk my dog on every day, at the slow-walkers with their heads in their phones, and at the klaxon of a buzzer in my apartment letting us know that someone was about to get a delivery.