“I don’t know why adults are so unhappy all the time. It’s up to me whether I’m going to be happy or not. Take my red ball for example. The reality is that it’s a red plastic ball. It’s been constructed so it has a certain weight, color, and elasticity. It feels a specific way when I run my hands over its surface. Whether I see that particular group of physical characteristics as beautiful or ugly, useful or useless, that’s all just perception. My perception. Since that’s all in my head, I have control over that. I can choose to see everything as beautiful. Why does anyone choose otherwise?
“Now, let’s play!”
