This
is a beautiful day
in a beautiful part of the world
where a lovely dog is licking
my salty hand
before heading off on her own
to find whatever adventures she can
on the expansive grounds.

This is a good life
right now
with little weighing on my mind
other than mortality
loneliness
and existential terror.

Why can’t every day
be like this one?
Oh: Limited resources.
Poverty.
Vandals.
Illness
Death.
Isolation.
Anxiety.

Shit.
Today sucks.