I don’t know how many people saw Colbert’s interview with Joe Biden last week. It was worth watching.
Or how many people read his interview in GQ, the latter half of which deals a lot with similar themes.
One of the most powerful lines I’ver ever read was from The Road:
All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one’s heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.
I’ve never been able to fully appreciate that line before, because I’ve never seen a proper example. I’ve read a few, like Taran and Eilonwy’s choice at the end of Alexander’s masterpiece and Gates of Fire. You don’t get to watch two people who were the beneficiaries of such tragedy grapple with it so publicly. Reflecting on that can help snap me out of the routine and remind myself why I bother to wake up every day and put clothes on. Specifically that maybe if I looked around and noticed things like how fucking adorable pandas are, or how great a sunset is, or how fucking delicious something was, or whatever, I might be a little more appreciative. Or I could just keep finding things to bitch about.