I’ve been enjoying an enormous optimism. It has to do with many things, but mostly, it’s because I decided I had to gain an optimistic perspective.
It’s so corny. But somehow, the cornier things are, the more often are they true.
Everyone knows what the thing is that makes them feel awful. Whatever that is, you have to stop doing it. If you are an obsessive worrier, you have to stop worrying. If you can’t make a decision, you have to make a decision. If you are jealous of others, you have to be more generous. If you are paranoid, you have to stop smoking all that pot. Not for any other reason than it will make you happier.
You know, we’re social animals. And somehow, you have to find your good place in the pack. With ease. With a light touch. It’s all there.