the thin line between optimism and delusion…

"What the hell is that noise?  That hollow, rushing sound outside my window?"

"The wind?  Really?  I guess I am on the ninth floor.  Look at all the trees and the people blowing about."

"Wait, what is that other sound?  The tinkling on the glass?"

"Sleet?  What?  Is it really SLEETING?  I didn’t even know it was that cold outside.  Are you sure it isn’t rain?  No, you are right.  It is sleet.  We should all go home and get in our beds immediately."

"Do you think this weather is coming from the mountains?  No?  From the Ocean?  I didn’t know the weather blew west.  The sky is falling chicken little. "