I have had the most peculiar few days, when everything in the personal orchard has effectively sprung into growth, blossomed, and flowered. producing the most sumptuous fruit. This is not a state of that rests easily upon the conscience of the average soul.
As a race we are accustomed to trials and tribulations, having so struggle to move forward in any practical way. Straightforwardness is not a natural part of our view of civilization, we expect hiccups, false starts, roadblocks, seeming endless diversions.
Easy is somehow frightfully concerning.