How Did The World End Up Like This?

For the second weekend in a row, we took the top off the jeep and drove around town and ended up at Dilly’s for some burgers & ice cream. As we drove under blue sunny skies, we stopped at a stop sign at Aquetong Road and Dalia asked, “How Did the World End Up Like This?”


It is impossible to answer that question without subjectivity, so I pressed her for context, what did she mean? “You know, the trees, the sky, the grass.” I think the question came from a state of pure wonder, a realization of how beautiful a world we live in. I rambled on about how all things in nature have an important responsbility, a job to do. I talked about termites and fungus, the trees recycling carbon dioxide for oxygen, it was a pretty lame response, but she let me off the hook as she was bored of the scientific path I traveled along. She wanted a story, the Bible’s version of events that created all of this would have been much more exciting to her, as I am sure both accounts can coexist.


The question kept popping up in my mind though, I applied it to myself, I felt like the Talking Heads song, Once In A Lifetime:

And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack

And you may find yourself in another part of the world

And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile

And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife

And you may ask yourself

Well…How did I get here?


I feel like I’m not too different from the termite, I just want my family to flourish and live in a nice home, and I think there’s good opportunity in Pittsburgh for us. My old company was laying people off and a company in Pittsburgh made a fantastic offer for us to live there. The change is tough, but also exciting, I am happy that we’re nearly settled in.


Winston told us a funny joke on the same journey, where do police officers go to the bathroom?


In Arrest room.

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