I love that you chose the mood "satisfied" when first posting this entry, because it's exactly what I was as the story's last line hit me. This one hit home and settled in a sweet spot with its knowing of the ugliness in the ways of the world.

This, in particular, moved me: I cannot feed my children with love and I cannot find a job with will alone. It is a peril so many of us face on a daily basis, and to see it so beautifully, tragically laid out in a single sentence is to be satisfied with every one of the surrounding words.