Some days just get you down. Life just piles on. The train is delayed. The weather is ice-to-the-bone cold. A 15 minute meeting turns into a three hour slugfest. And you wonder. Why? Why do I do this? Why do I even bother getting out of bed in the morning?
Then you spend all day researching and writing about the potential Judaism of an attractive, fictional character.
And life is good again.