It’s a bitter pill to swallow to realize just how little progress one had made. This morning, seemingly for no reason, my computer began to bug out. After more than an hour on chat support or turns out that I need to send the thing back in. So, now I’m feeling set adrift and frustrated by my inability to meet my productivity goals and finish work.
How much more inconvenient will it be when this body gives out? Or when a loved one’s does the same?
Inconstant. Stressful. Not under my control. This is samsara. How foolish to every believe it to be otherwise.
Cattāri Brahmavihārā 
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