|Sasha has the Watch|
Her world is simple. She spends her day tending to her humans, sleeping, eating and gazing out the window. Chasing that fleeting patch of sunlight as it traces its way across the dining room floor.
I remember days like that when I was a child. Before the demands of school and study, before the demands of work and responsibility. I too would find a patch of sunlight within which to relax and contemplate existence.
There are days I wish I could return to such bliss. No worries, no cares, simply to exist within the cocoon of my parents' love.
But those days are long gone.
Now the world is a sour place. People shouting their beliefs and their hatreds to all who would listen.
People rioting in the streets and destroying their own neighborhoods.
There are people in this world who will kill others simply because they think differently. Simply because they believe differently.
It has always been this way, since the day Cain slew Abel.
Jealousy, hatred, rivalry. We seem to be a flawed species, a species given such wonderful gifts only to squander them for base pleasures and concerns.
Leaders who will not lead.
A news media who lie and spread rumor as fact, pushing an agenda, not informing us but attempting to bend us to someone else's will. Most are no better than propaganda bureaus, all done in the name of some "cause."
People who will not seek to better the human condition but will only ask "What's in it for me?"
There are days I despair and wonder what is to become of the world.
I'm sure there were those two thousand years ago who asked the same question.
There is no real answer that I know of.
So I gaze out the window and wonder. I listen to the birds. I watch the sun go down.
I do what needs to be done. I work, I contribute.
It's all I can do.