However, I'm not really a cynical person. If anything, I'm overly optimistic and utterly convinced that the devil with the right diet of morals can change cloaks. I believe that the function of humor is to delight us with the blessing of recognition, but it must also be a tool for change. It's like taking the poison leaves of a poinsettia and experimenting with their DNA until you have something digestible. Humor just coats your stomach, so you can swallow and tolerate the pill of truth.
Laughter is an acceptable filter for ills of the world.
My physical challenges are like primers for a decent paint job, the ground work for a smoother ride. I am terribly stubborn and that, I think, comes directly from the fountain of strife. I suppose the one thing in life I hate the most is the concept of failure. If it whispers in my ear, I drown it out with busyness and determination. I just laugh.