Life is complicated.
The other day, my FIL was playing the piano and he played this song, Humoresque by Dvorak, and it just spoke to me and nearly brought me to tears (so of course I went home and bought it on itunes, so I can torture myself at any point). It brought me to tears because it seemed to epitimize life to me. Moments of brightness and lightness intermixed with more powerful feels and undertones of reality and grounding.
For example, I love my job. But my job takes up so much time and energy away from the people I love the most. Complicated.
And that is the easiest of the complications life presents.