After mornings like this one, I used to simply let myself fall into that pessimist’s pit.  So what happened?  Couldn’t find my wallet, and the coolant light came on in the Passat, and I thought, “Goddamn this car! I need to replace it, but, yes, money, it’s always money…” Got coolant for car, “the wallet’s somewhere at home, so don’t worry,” ordered of self.  And yes, small instances like this used to put me in a crippling kerfuffle.  USED TO.  No more.  Not with this wine world sun, the day to storm in eager brain.  Can have whatever I want.