It’s a wonder how many thoughts go through our heads on any given day. Even while cleaning up tonight, the thoughts kept flowing by: that the most ornery people can be loved by others (those that possess patience); how the identification and acceptance of liberalism in America has shifted, how easily we forget the way things were with the passage of time; and the fact my time spent writing is one of my most joyous series of moments each day. Perhaps it’s my current refrain from mass media, or conceivably it’s my most recent foray back into meditation. Maybe it’s the simple combination of music and doing dishes. Whatever the confluence of factors (there always is), I welcome the human experience we deem “life.” It sure is one big beautiful amazing universe. How lucky we are.