Deep thoughts - well, maybe not so deep - follow.
I've been pretty damn fortunate. I've come through an injury and a couple of bouts of illness that in most of the world would have left me permanently crippled or dead. I have friends and acquaintances on both sides of the political fence who are getting on with their lives, neither gloating nor whining about moving to Canada. I have an okay job working with some decent folks, even if the middle management sucks. I'm living fairly comfortably in a decent part of town where I don't get kept awake by drunks, druggies, or dope dealers and their gunplay. I have more friends than I did a couple of years ago. I have kids who love me. I was born in the USA and not in some Fifth World shitpile like North Korea, and I'm free to attend church or not - it's strictly between me and the Lord. Life could be a lot worse.