im always getting the sense that something is wrong. my sense seems to be dialed in on it, on everything that could be wrong at any given moment. thoughts wandering and determined, cherry picking grievances, channeling disappointment into possibility. maybe my sense needs reprogramming. yes, things are wrong everywhere. of course. things that could be better. more just. things are also right, everywhere. just as much as something is always wrong something is always right, and its right there, ripe for noticing. whats right is much more mundane. it requires no analysis or course of action. it beckons you to sit for a while, still and appreciative, and let it all wash over you. how beautiful it all can be with no intervention. the whims of this wild world that we are all subject to but often meet with great resistance for one reason or another

















