Air conditioning

Ever think about how the air you breathe can affect your thinking?

I was driving to work after noon today in a small hot car with open windows, in nearly 98 degrees heat... for 12 miles, trying to stay under 60 miles an hour for the 55 mile an hour limit...and I started to feel lots of love for my family and my work friends and the people I help each day.... I was thinking that my life is really pretty special!
And once I got to the mall where our optical shop is...and parked and hiked in toting my purse and frozen dinner and soda cans and assorted migraine remedies... and then I walked into our shop and remembered that we still don't have AC in the store: the stink of the chemicals and the smell of high index lenses being cut (think: burnt hair) and the noise of the portable fans were like a filthy blanket I had to pass through... if the back door had been unlocked I would have kept on walking and left!

I hate being spoiled by AC. I hate high index lenses. I hate the sound of fans and trying to talk over them!