Stupid authors and their stupid writing about stupid feelings

I woke up this morning with an incredible warm feeling of being surrounded by love. Strangely enough it made me happy. Huh. I don't remember if or what I dreamed, but I had a very good night's sleep :-D

When I tried to analyze the feeling (as I do;) I figured the overwhelming happy emotion was caused by either one or all of the following experiences.
( All you need is love. And a big cock. )

Luckily in between there were still plenty of other people to piss me off this week and with a the return of the boobs of dooooom I've got enough reasons to keep grumbling. I'm sure my inner cynic will survive. Although I'm not too proud to admit that I kind of liked the feeling I had this morning, I'm not planning on making it a habit.