It's pretty easy to sit at the table drinking coffee while morning sun finally tops the roofs and shines through the baring branches of trees outside, wavering in a breeze, and causes the frost to sparkle on the leaves that are browning on the ground, and to think of possibilities, to actually say, "This town has encouraged my awesome powers of resourcefulness like no other," rather than something far more negative. Even Wacky World has potential on a day like this.
That's either profoundly optimistic and forward-thinking and likely to get results- or crazy as anything I've thought in a long time and potentially self-defeating.
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