Why is it easier to be optimistic on some days more than others? I don't know. I've never figured it out. Maybe it was the sunshine, maybe it was the slow pace, maybe someone put prozac into my breakfast cup of tea. Whichever, today felt like all was well and all manner of things would be well.
If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still, life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happened better than all the riches or power in the world. It could be anything, but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb.
~ Mary Oliver