This morning I was meditating on despair because my newest Centro was lying dead in my arms, and then it started to snow. It turned out, though, that I wasn't really meditating, so much as feeling sorry for myself.
When I got home, my Centro had revived; I felt good again. But then, a trip to the pharmacy, another $700. gone and the snow started to stay.
I know this insight isn't very deep, but in April no forecast should include the word "accumulation".