This morning, I was taking out all the poop Miri had all over the house because it kind of rained, and as I was standing in the alley, I was struck by how beautiful it was. There was soft, pink light over the double rows of fences and garbage cans leading off into the distance, and it was reflecting off the wet street. The green of the trees overhanging, the silver of the fences, and the ebony of the garbage cans were all in perfect complement, and I just took a minute to marvel in the beauty of the human-made and the natural worlds coming together.

And in the distance, a rat sprinted across and I booked it the fuck out.