I am grateful for my senses which allow me to experience the richness of the world.

Five channels, all running at once, all free, none of which you built.

We use them almost entirely for logistics — scanning for the keys, listening for the kettle, checking whether the milk turned. The equipment is capable of far more than the errands we assign it.

Somewhere today something will smell like rain on hot pavement, or a song will open with three notes that reorganize your mood, and you'll be too busy to attend to it.

Give one of them thirty seconds of full attention. Taste the coffee instead of drinking it while reading. It's a small reclaiming of equipment you already own.