The cat walks in talking and wants to be petted, recognized.  He is capable of hurling effective curses if ignored.  Who is worth more, he or who I am writing to?  How can one tell?  There is no metric for measuring worth.  Yet, we must, we are called to do it.  Time is the one thing that can never be regained.  Yet we spend (a metaphor, actually) it by decision and by default every instant.  Who can understand these phenomena?  Everyone is food for someone.

AMDG