* It's there I notice the sun's striations kiss a glorious and grand river and try not to look at its cloudy muck up close. Sometimes a heron perches on the rocks and otters play nearby, and so I look there, searching. "Look for the good and you will find the good," I've been telling myself since I was 24 years old and living alone in New York City. And I have yet to be disappointed by that advice from my younger self.
My friend and I, deep in our revery, fall upon this strip-malled, stripped-of-nature intrusion of commercialism.
"Stuck in the mud," my friend says, naming this detritus.
And I realize, happily, that we, as a society, despite the news headlines, are not. Not stuck in the mud. Not detritus.
That is not our true nature.
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