I just went through my box of letters and cards and postcards and assorted other things (e.g. really squished paper flower from Valentine's last year, crane with lyrics, invite to my own birthday, printouts of emails). Reasons for happy: I have cool friends who make me stuff. They also come up with very interesting metaphorical analogy-cal simile-y things.
In other news, two family members currently sick. I can't be sick for the next three weeks. It's alright. Just try not to breathe.