I have this friend; I call him Pollyanna. He always finds a bright side. Nothing is ever bad enough to make him properly miserable. His greatest moments of happiness seem to come from seeing those around him happy. It’s weirdly refreshing, and kind of inspiring.
On the one hand: it’s been raining for about 400 years; it’s cold; prices are going up; you can never get the self service tills in Tesco to work without help from the staff.
But on the other hand, it’s not so bad, is it? I don’t know about you, but I have all my own limbs and most of my own teeth. I sleep in a warm bed with my beautiful daughter next to me, and I have clean running water.