It is indulgent to complain when we have so much--when you look at it through one lens.

But through another lens it's clear that in those old times, such as wartimes and economic collapses, people couldn't be expected to evolve. They just dug in.

My Gramma grew up during the American depression, and when things got better, all she wanted was a nice house and a storage room full of canned goods.

Now, I expect myself to stop being self-absorbed and to get over myself, and begin to look at the worth of other people. I didn't lose everything I had. Instead I lost my illusions about myself.

I'm not done with my MLC yet. the St. John's Wort is kicking in.

L.A.