On June 1, I was dealing with a number of things, my wife calling and raising hell with me, you're mad at me (sic), I was worried about raising enough money for rent from pending auctions and keeping my utilities on. Playing softball seemed to a reasonable choice (to me) considering all the turmoil going on at the time.
Agreed. I think that when people are genuinely happy it oozes from their spirit like a light that shines for others to learn from and enjoy. Looking down on others is not a sign of a genuinely happy person. A genuinely happy person would have more compassion for others. Food for the thought.