And moments later there was a brainstorm.

Batten down the hatches I'm a tornado of thought.

Actually I just realized I have a blog and nothing but one post to tempt people into reading it.

When was the last time you really enjoyed a whole day as an adult? I ask because I can't remember the last time I enjoyed a whole day. I mean really enjoyed it. From the moment I woke up until the moment I was swept away into the dark nightly middle ground between life and death that is sleep. I have good days. Days that percentage wise are more good than bad. Most hover around the the 65/35 sort of ratio. I wake up feeling kind of crappy but I get a great cup of coffee. BING! I read the terrible news of some daily disaster but you know it's sunny so that's nice. BING! I stub my toe but the pain makes me feel almost alive. BING!

You get the idea.

The thing I am wondering is how many days are really good from start to finish. I can't remember a one hundred percent good day. I really can't. So it makes me wonder, how many times a year do you actually have a thoroughly great day? Let's take the pressure off. How many times do you think you hit ninety percent and up in a year. I bet the number is surprisingly low.

I know the human brain has a predisposition to remembering bad things over good. To dwell on the unhappiness almost as a warning that pessimism can equal survival. That's maybe why it's hard to remember the good days as only good. It's true you know. That's why there were no optimist cavemen. You couldn't just walk up to a Sabertooth hoping it wouldn't disembowel you, you had to be cautious. Everyone knows the tale of Cheerful Ugh the happiest most optimistic early hominid there every was. You know, that story where he doesn't starve to death because of him being sure there'll be enough food to last the winter and he's right.

Thought so.

Back on topic. Don't we deserve at least one, just one, amazing ninety percent or up day a year? I think we do. So whatever it is you want to do. Whatever it takes to give yourself that ninety percent. Do it once a year or more. Just be happy. It'll all be over terribly soon anyway.