...tweedletweedletweedle...beepbeepbeep...Earth to the Universe, Pollyanna here. Is anybody out there?

This is Pollyanna, your less-than-intrepid reporter, letting you know that all is well. I am grateful for a full night's sleep. The sense of well-being, when one is able to drop off into a deep and refreshing sleep, is inexpressible. But I'll keep on and on about it anyway.

After a rough evening of restricted breathing, I feared for the worst, but this morning my lungs are clear and I think I'm on the mend. Hallelujah! It's enough to give you religion. None of those pre-established ones, though, thankyouverymuch. [I've given up spacing between words for Lent.]

Seriously, though, I am so deeply grateful for sleep and cough medicine.

If I start out every day as Pollyanna, speaking her gratitude for the simple things in life (and the great things too), will you forgive me?