I’ve been accustomed to and accused of being too optimist for my own good. Part of this is because I find laughter in any stimuli, which, for my own good, I’ve learned that sometimes that even having a smile on your face is just inappropriate for some characters. I think its because the world needs to have sometimes a straight face but I don’t see the point. In any case, there are smiling folks out there who are needless to say full with Zozobra gloom and decay. This duality can only be summed like this:
An optimist thinks this is the best of all possible worlds. A pessimist knows that it is.