I wish there were a button to push to fix all the heartbreaks and cracks and bruises in the world. Or if not a button, then a lever to pull. Or a seed to plant. Soil to till. A string to pluck. A potted plant to water. Oh, if only there were a puppy to pet that would cure all our hearts. A peach to eat. Kale to sautee. Rocks to climb. A bike to ride. A creek to swim. A sky to watch. A walk to take. An egg to fry. Tea to steep. Song to wail. Carpet to vacuum. Tub to soak. Beard to shave. Poem to write. If only there were one minute to live through that would heal everything. As it is we just have to do all these things over and over and over until we are whole again. I guess. I hope.