Sometimes all you need to live one more day is a good reason to stick around.
I start by mulling a question and before I know it, a whole drama is unfolding in my head. Often, an idea sticks before I know what I'm going to do with it.
Pick ten strangers and stick them in a room, and ask them which of us they feel sorrier for - you or me - and we all know who they'll choose.
If he says jump, she doesn't even ask "How high?" She goes out and buys a pogo stick.