Have you ever felt so low that you could sit on a cigarette paper and dangle your legs? You feel so low that you’ve sunk to the very lowest depth of depression. Why, you would have to look down to see up.

Nothing is right. The sky is not blue enough, and the sun is hung upside down. Food tastes bad, and music is just noise. You have left the blues far above you and reached a new low.

Talking only irritates you during your descent into oblivion and depression. Besides, you wish to wallow alone in your  misery. You are the best pessimist ever created. (Everyone knows a pessimist is simply an optimist who thought of it first.)

Suddenly, you awaken, and a smile breaks the planes of your face as a random thought comes to mind. You were actually only half-low because there’s always whale crap, which is on the bottom of the Ocean!

Smile as you journey onward, my friends.