But really. At times it’s wonderful to wallow in your melancholy, but there comes a point where you have to stand back from yourself and think — what the good fuck am I doing. So get out of bed. Open a window. Smile at the neighbors getting their mail in their bathrobes. Put on your pretty lips and your favorite dress and go for a walk and pick a flower for yourself on the way home. Go skinny-dipping and love everyone, everyone, whole-heartedly, with every fiber of your being. The most beautiful thing is to realize you can be happy by pouring love out into the world and not asking for any back in return. Open up all your doors and put up no restrictions. Appreciate whatever you let in. Appreciate whoever lets you in. Give your demons a break and let yourself breathe. Everything’s going to be alright.