The Broken Bench and the Fallen Tree

Chicago had a heavy rain last night, and botanical victims as well. However, this view really surprised me a bit:

The half-wrecked bench has stood solitary for years, yet still survived the storm. In contrast, I had never noticed the tree was already dead until it got blown down onto the pavement. That mirrors the survival of those puny mammals that managed to carve their niche during the dinosaurs’ extinction.

This also reminds me of a Chinese idiom: “When the sky falls, it will be on the shoulders of giants. “ Even though I feel frustrated, depressed or even frustrated from time to time, I somehow have no debt and make a living. There could be some groomer crisis among those trees already, like how Waymo survive after the debut of Cybercab, and how the AI data centers pay their electricity bills. Life will lead us to some doors as long as we preserve.