It's A Beautiful Day

Have you BEEN outside yet? It is pretty much a perfect day. The sun is shining, the temperature is delightful, what few clouds there are possess a pleasing shape and an unthreatening disposition. Every aspect of an ideal day has assembled itself in our skies. You need to get out there now: It is not going to get any better than this. And I don't just mean the weather, although of course that won't last either. No, I'm talking about the rest of your life, which, after today, will be a grim collection of failures and humiliations, setbacks and disappointments. Your remaining time here on earth will be spent in varying degrees of self-loathing and self-doubt, your sorrows compounded by the ever-growing realization that when the icy fingers of Death tap you on the shoulder, the few underwhelming accomplishments you have managed to realize in your pathetic, deluded tenure on this ground will count for nothing, and soon after you're gone there will be little of consequence remaining to suggest that you were even here. Life having ground you down into dust, the dust will disperse, making no mark and leaving no trace. But it is seriously super-nice out there right now, you should totally go enjoy it.