It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way- in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only. from Charles Dickens in1859.

泰國黃衫軍政變，封鎖泰國國際機場；印度孟買被巴基斯坦恐怖攻擊；希臘學生暴動全國停課；辛巴威霍亂疫情持續失控；全球鬧飢荒，有十億人瀕臨餓死。

今天早早下班回家吃飯，睡了一覺起來準備念書。但越接近深夜，越覺得自己更需要感謝；我倖免於組織重整，到了下午還可以在公司位置上網工作，下班還有一個家可以回，有飯菜可以吃，有雖然善變但仍舊帶著希望對抗病情的媽媽關心我們公司今天的狀況，有隻雖然腳不夠健壯但是又乖又可愛的狗跟我撒嬌。

我們都還擁有很多別人所失去的，所以我們要學習的是，要如何帶著希望繼續前進?