There's plenty wrong with the world today. There's plenty wrong with my life. But I've had affirmation that, for all its faults, the world is a good place. I just walked around the block, and down in the woods, I saw a fox. He ran out onto the road from the south, then saw me and darted back.
I haven't actually seen a fox in my area for at least a couple of years, and there is no critter I could rationally ever hope to see here that makes me happier. He's welcome to move a couple of hundred yards east and have all the mice he can find in my yard.