I have the better grasp.

I expect something good to happen daily. In my life. Oh, it won’t be a perfect day by any measure. But it’ll generally be a good day. Good enough for me. And at the end of the day, that will be my focus. How I salvaged a day. By savoring the good stuff. Some of my associates think that makes me a Pollyanna. Doesn’t matter to me what they think. Because I’m just being me. That’s all I wanna be. Me. It’s all right if I’m perceived in negative terms. Thing is, I know better. I have the better grasp. Of me. –Jim Broede