I'm listening to NPR and feeling like life is not so bad. In fact, it is quite good. I could be the Texas inmate who received a last-minute reprieve from the death penalty (well, I guess he is having a good day, too...right?). I could be one of the Buddhist monks who was beaten to death while peacefully participating in a pro-democracy demonstration in Yangon, Myanmar.
I could be the mother of yet another soldier who died in Iraq. I could be Bob Oakes or Jay Clayton and have to beg for contributions during the Fall Fundraiser!
I need to wake up my sleeping children now.