When I woke up this morning, I knew it was going to be a good day. No groggy moans coming from my body as usual. A little tense in the hips, but nothing a good stretch won't fix. I got up with my girlfriend and made for the breakfast cereal. I worked on my cover letter for a new job application and my girlfriend made the breakfast. "I sure hope this works," I say as I hit send. The job is a definite, but I got into some trouble with the law a while back and my newly acquired bad driving record might prevent me from getting the job. If this is the case, all will not be well in my neck of the woods and today will be like any other day and all efforts would have been in vain. But we continue on. Isn't that what we do? Isn't that what makes us Human?