Sometimes I count my chickens before they hatch.
I prefer a glass half-empty… this way, there’s room for more.
I think ‘Pollyanna’ has a pretty nice ring to it.
All of my eggs are in love’s basket.
Sometimes I feel a little less up… and I don’t let that get me down.
The grass on the other side of the fence is beautiful
… yet I don’t understand that greener makes it better.
I’ve saved for (and spent on) a sunny day.
I don’t believe in luck… I believe in love.
I appreciate pessimism… It helps optimism shine more brightly.
(Thank you for listening. I feel even better. :)