Reading Monday, March 08, 2010

My wife tells me I overthink. I don't think it's possible to do that, but I do admit that my tendency has always been to go first to the dark interpretation. Sometimes I attribute this to my mother's influence, despite her avowals to the opposite - for doesn't insistent optimism imply what one is all the time combating? My father, on the other hand, was inclined by nature to see the world as benevolent, which is why a good-humored pessimism was the mark of his bearing in the world. I guess, when it comes down to it, that I ended up more like my mother. I was wrong about the bathrobe, as it turns out. But I don't think I'm wrong about the other things.