But since everything and anything are always possible, the miraculous is always nearby, and wonders shall never, ever cease.

But since everything and anything are always possible, the miraculous is always nearby, and wonders shall never, ever cease.

Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup-they all die. So do we.

For thirty years now, in times of stress and strain, when something has me backed against the wall and I'm ready to do something really stupid with my anger, a sorrowful face appears in my mind and asks... "Problem or inconvenience?" I think of this as the Wollman Test of Reality. Life is lumpy. And a lump in the oatmeal, a lump in the throat, and a lump in the breast are not the same lump. One should learn the difference.

If only the scientific experts could come up with something to get it out of our minds. One cup of fixit fizzle that will lift the dirt from our lives, soften our hardness, protect our inner parts, improve our processing, reduce our yellowing and wrinkling, improve our natural color, and make us sweet and good.

We even make ourselves up, fusing what we are with what we wish into what we must become. I'm not sure why it must be so, but it is.

I talk about very serious human affairs but with a lightness of heart.