than squander your fortunes on the past. It’s best not to leave muddy footprints on the welcome mat of love. It’s best to speak slowly and carefully when traveling through the city of deliberation lest your tongue get ticketed for reckless driving. It’s best not to rent an apartment in low-class nirvana where false prophets speak in monotone and wear stinky shoes of extinction. It’s best to build a hula hoop from a beautiful tune that’ll keep you moving and grooving for days. It’s best not to hate the rain. It may one day lead your flower mind to bloom.