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Welcome this week’s Reno News & Review.

I really just have one thing to say today: Things will get better.

I heard some five pieces of bad news today about people I care about, about things I care about, and my heart goes out. In fact, it feels like someone roto-rooted my chest, but that may be partially due to the slight cold I’ve been nursing.

All I can say is, just keep putting one foot in front of the other. Every morning, take a moment to appreciate the good things in your life. Sometimes, it’s hard to see them, but often, it’s your family and friends and partners in misery. Exercise. Really hard exercise or moderate exercise in the sunlight does a world of good for your outlook on life. Just don’t injure yourself and compound your issues. Take real, manifest steps to improve something, anything, so your future will be a little brighter. I bought a silverware basket for the dishwasher, which I’ve needed for almost 10 years.

I don’t know, it’s not like I’m any expert on the pursuit of happiness. Sometimes I feel like more of an expert on the pursuit of thoughtlessness, of rose-colored glasses as a defense mechanism.

And then, because there’s balance in this life, my niece had her first baby. I think she was two weeks past due, which must have been torture for Jessica, but there’s a new Aussie burner named Willow being carried into the future.

Oh, and onion sets have arrived, at least at one local nursery. I’ll be planting mine this weekend. Onions have a very shallow root system, so I feel as though someone with just a half wine barrel could grow enough onions to last them through summer barbecues and onion soup in the fall.

And in the office, Kat Kerlin’s baby is crying just barely within earshot. And I know when I leave this office this evening, the sun’s not going to set until 5:31 p.m.