Wonder how many times we’ve said to someone, “Have a good day”, or asked, “What kind of a day did you have”; or “How’s you’re day going?”
Also wondering how our take would look 100 years from now on any given day we’d been given the privilege of living.
Just for kicks, was listening to a couple of sports jocks on radio the other day asking listeners what they did to try to salvage a day after their favorite team lost a game. They got into it as if, having a losing team must be a really big emotional issue for a lot of people who’ve had their money or pride pinned to a loser.
Am thinking, that it might be worthwhile to have an honest discussion about what we really think a good day would be, and whether or not our take on it could be realistic, insightful, and considerate enough to help those who are quite sure that they’re having a bad day.