I feel very happy today.
I’m not sure why, though. Chaos swirls around me like the tornado that took Dorothy’s house in The Wizard of Oz. Yes, that’s how I feel. Like Dorothy. Sitting on my bed watching all this craziness spin around me, slightly out of reach but still there. There’s family drama, which we all know and love. Then there’s all the outside stimuli that may not be directly affecting us, but touches us as a collective human unit – poverty, racism, hate speech, political unrest. And, then, there’s the darn squash bugs that keep killing my zucchini. I admit squash bugs aren’t the best example of chaos, but chaos is subjective.