In the grand scheme of things, I’m not that bad off.

When you think about suffering, there are many degrees. There’s having your house burn down around you (that’s really suffering), and then there’s sitting in your living room and being hot but the fan is aaall the way over on the other side of the room (that’s also suffering, but to the 1/1,000,000th degree).

Do I feel empathy for both of those people? Sure. In about the same degrees in which they’re suffering.

I try not to complain about my personal challenges because I have it relatively good.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t feel sympathy for those who have it even easier than I do.

Because a struggle is a struggle. And you never know where someone else’s breaking point lies.

Right now I’m in my own living room, drinking a beer, the dog sleeping beside me. I finished work for the day at 1am, and I feel good about what I accomplished, even though I didn’t complete what I set out to for the day.

I’m grateful for all the well wishes for my MRI–I should get the results this week coming.

For now, my eyesight is good. And there’s no rain in the forecast–the barometer is holding steady, which is likely why I can see.

Now, it’s almost 2am, and I still have writing of my own to do.

With that, I’m signing off.

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