sign of misery

the long, narrow path had just enough room for two vehicles. the sky was blue, clear as glass. epitome of a nice day: full of life, full of hope.

a dead dog.
i pass the gate to the complex and a man lays it on the sidewalk, its legs to the sky like bamboo. desensitized, i turn the other way and continue.

death is simply an occurrence. think this way, and you'll be miserable, too.