It was cold in January, it was freezing. The cold had a face on it, a grim and angry face. Were my lips cracked? Were my teeth turning into those of a deep-sea-mammal? Were there attempts to fly away with not attached wings? One degree. One degree of separation? One degree Farenheit perhaps.
And then the thoughts of seriousness not being the right thing to do in serious times. The ability to look sideways can be a recipe for survival. It is about the fittest, you know, not really the strongest. It might be one of the main mistakes. It is not the strongest that will survive, it is the one that somehow adapts best to what is there. Until the next big thing comes, or the next tiny things. And then it is time to reshuffle the cards.
Look sideways. Imagine that the world is a completely different one. Make a difference. Do something dramatic. Dramatically good, of course. Not for yourself. Try doing something incredibly amazingly happy for someone you never met. Or maybe even will never meet.
You can do something these days. Something good. (Just do not take the pink stuff on donuts for fruit, and tomato-ketchup is not a vegetable, even tomatoes are not vegetables, you know...)
Let's forget the recession. Increase love spending.