647. Goodness

I was all set to write a slightly morose post about my recent visit to Queens (borough of origin, 20 minutes and a million years away), and then found out that someone did the nicest thing for me. An anonymous act of kind and thoughtful generosity. I am overwhelmed, which I hope the messenger will convey to this unknown person. So I can't talk about anything depressing right now--maybe in a day or two. Sometimes expansive, explosive goodness seems to fill the world so thoroughly that I can't imagine there's any room left for evil. And for fleeting moments, I believe there is not.