I woke up this morning -- early -- and while Sweet William was out for a run and Viva was still sleeping, I did a little yoga, a little meditation, a little prayer, and then a little more yoga. I felt peaceful and refreshed, like I got a good start on my day. Happy happy joy joy, as they used to say.
Then I made my bed and opened the blinds and saw, in front of the building across the street, a human being asleep. On an abandoned couch, in the middle of a bunch of other junk that someone just left there.
Happy happy? Not so much. Joy joy? I'll get back to you.