Petty shit. As in not very serious or important shit. Trivial. Let's not go there. I mean, how much of our lives are filled to the brim with petty shit? Not great and consequential things, but little, annoying tasks and details. I refuse to do the accounting, but in the pyramid of life, all things petty unfortunately features quite prominently. Somehow we need to be here now, even in the midst of all things petty. These are the moments of our lives. Every moment counts. Even that mountain of petty piddling moments. Yikes.