In the last seven months, I have contracted a nasty viral disease, had a melanoma, suffered six months of back pain, had a back operation, had serious dental work, been bullied by a boss, lost my mother, been betrayed by my niece, lost my job, and had my ex-wife bail on $50,000 of student debt. How do I feel about all this? I think the world is beautiful. It is so because I desire it to be so. I am extreme grateful for the quality of life that allows us to judge the world by how we fill in the holes of memory.