 It is a good time to appreciate the insects, and functioning supply chains, and normal weather, and the fact that there are whales. It is a good time to appreciate our loved ones, and tell people what they mean to us, and throw ourselves into romance with wild abandon, and be naked and vulnerable with someone who is gentle. It is a good time to live in continuous appreciation for the sun on our face, for the bird songs in our ears, for a fresh cup of coffee, for a child's laugh, for a lover's touch, for electricity and clean water, for a visible sky, for breathable air, for arable land, for a living world. It is a good time to cherish this orgy of terrestriality with everything we've got, for however long it is with us, so that if the time comes to say goodbye, we can tuck it in lovingly, and kiss it goodnight, like a tired little boy, after a long day's play.