Not utopia

I was driving on the twisty curvy street near my cabin and a deer was feeding on a berry bush on the opposite side of the street. He/she was standing in the street and had to decide whether to stop eating and run away as I drove by.

What a horrible life, to have to eat your meals in mortal fear like this.

Then soon after, as I returned, I saw the deer walking through a field nearby and I realized that a hunter might shoot it and kill it since it is hunting season.

What a horrible world, that creatures have to worry about being shot at. (Even if they don't realize it, it's still horrible.)

And it's horrible for humans too, in many way, suffering untold indignities and abuses.

This world is not utopia.