Every day, around the world, some thousands of people are experiencing the best day of their lives, the day that will define joy for them, the day on which the entire universe seems tilted in their favor. Simultaneously, some thousands of people are experiencing the worst day of their lives, the nadir of all horror and despair, the day on which they cannot cry out because no sound could express the wrongness.
These exist together. They don’t usually meet. Though it’s tempting to say the existence of either group nullifies the existence of the other, I think that’s the wrong direction in which to judge. They just are.