On days when things are going well, when I have a little extra money in the bank, when I am relatively and momentarily healthy, when I am energized by an early morning three mile walk, when I am wearing a brand new pair of boxer-briefs, I am lucky. Yayyy Me! What about the guy who just found out he has cancer? Or the young woman with two children who just got evicted? Or the pedestrian run down in the crosswalk? Or his family? Or any one of the countless lonely and confused people found in hospitals and in nursing homes and in detention facilities and in support groups and not in support groups and in line at the DMV and in the office next door. Ohhh. Poor them. But hey! I'm wearing a brand new pair of boxer-briefs. I think the world is okay. They must have made a mistake somewhere along the way, otherwise they'd be okay too. Good thing I have things under control. Good thing I am more deserving. Yayyy me...