The terrible thing about existence is not that there’s suffering, but that there’s no limit to suffering.
—
a Haitian eye doctor, from a This American Life episode from this May
I was taking a lovely fall walk on a brisk, overcast morning here and was listening to that podcast and as I arrived to my destination, I heard that line. And it made me almost crumple into a tiny ball in front of the post office. Instead, I did not react. I walked into that post office, sent off my mail and exited. Because while that shit is sad, I GOT ERRANDS THAT GOTTA GET DONE.
