Today is my mother's birthday. My gift to her was being in a shit mood. As a result we get into these moods and how they affect our ability to perceive things as they are. I discuss finding comedy and how I'd like to move forward and then compare our current world situation to being stuck in a fog after a plane crash and how best to move forward.  

"Sanctity cannot be found in forms or beliefs, but in going beyond our instinct for self-preservation."