I'm just going to level with you: I am in a lousy mood. I'm sorry, but there it is.
However, despite the black cloud under which I am traveling, there were two things that pierced my cold, dark heart on my way to work this morning.
1. A guy who looked like a younger Brad Pitt walking his nice, normal-sized dog past my house. (Ridiculously handsome men are weirdly easier to come by around here than normal-sized dogs. The combination was quite arresting.)
2. Crossing the street, a young woman wearing huge headphones, looking serious verging on scowly, and seeming unaware that she is clutching a pinata under her arm and trailing three helium balloons with bonus streamers.
That may be as good as it gets today. Carry on, good people.