Today, I sat down, in my air conditioned home, looking at photos on my Apple computer, that I captured on my DSLR camera, at a time when I didn't have to work, in a country just a couple flights away and paused to realize. "Man, how fortunate am I?"

So much of our lives are happenstance. I didn't choose to be born where and when I was. Neither did you. I'm from a country where resources are abundant and effortlessly accessible. At a time in human history where flight is even a possibility. When I could capture moments through glass and instantly share them with the world. It was luck of the draw.

These photos taken whilst meandering in Yangon, Myanmar remind me of this. We had just toured a temple, happily eating watermelon and walking towards a harbor when we came upon this scene. Worn and weathered men painstakingly walking up narrow 2x4's loading and unloading tons of grain onto trucks. Dozens of them, some young teenagers, some in their early 60s', People no different than you or I, undertaking back-breaking labor, the only way they can, for a living. Almost certainly for very little.

I see and hear a lot of complaining about petty things, and at times, I'm guilty of it as well. It really only takes a little perspective to pull ourselves out of our little bubbles to see what we take for granted.

If you're reading this, I ask that you stop for a moment and take a look around. Pause and reflect on how fortunate you really are. If it helps, use these pictures for perspective.

"That could've been me.", I imagine.

...It could've been you too.