I love lazy Saturdays. I love being the only one up and awake. I love watching drowsing cats sunning themselves in the checkerboard patterns of sunlight on the kitchen floor during their period of post-prandial morning bliss. I love that initial buzz from a really good cup of coffee that opens my eyes up to these things and gives me the chance to sink into the moment and appreciate what surrounds me.
In the face of all that is wrong and evil in the world, I have my little slice of what is right.