So much division in the world. Sometimes on my early wanders I think about stuff. I'm walking along in a beautiful area, feeling totally safe and knowing that I will be returning to a comfortable home with food in the cupboards and fresh water from a tap and elsewhere there are millions living in tin shacks or tents, barely any food, probably walking miles for some stinking water and others who are wondering if a bomb is going to land on them any second. We really should be so grateful for what we've got shouldn't we.
Grateful maybe; guilty or apologetic, never.