For every action there is, they say, an equal and opposite reaction. Or not "they," but Newton, he said it. Push a chair and the chair pushes the air just as hard. And they—and I'm pretty certain it was them—say that for every bad thing you say to me I need to hear five positive things to erase it. That sounds about right. And I know, from experience, that for every good and decent thing on this planet there are a thousand terrible ones, and that's being generous.
I'd like to think we live in a beautiful world. That there is give and take, balance, and everything happens and anything is possible only through a shifting of energy. But as each day goes by (and therefore one more day lies ahead) I see that it is a world of diminishing returns. That we do have a system, and we do have laws. But the laws are broken. I'll go to bed and I'll get up, but I'll never be quite as rested as I was when I was smaller, simpler, and living under someone else's roof.
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