The sun crept over the horizon and lodged itself above the coastline, bathing the beach in a comfortable, morning glow.

Solitary clouds dotted the backdrop, lazy lollygaggers moseying across the sky, unhurried, white-haired philosophers gazing down at the busy-ness below.

I raced a pair of dragonflies down the road, glanced at the workers finishing the roof of another million-dollar home, noticed the new fishing boat parked in the driveway of one of the waterfront rentals.

Abundance everywhere, abundance of beauty, abundance of fortune. Another day in paradise.

For me, this poses a disturbingly fascinating question. Why some yes and some no?

Why do the builders of luxury high-rise condos live in dilapidated trailers?

On the other hand, why does material wealth cause such lack in relationships?

No one can deny our universe