Random side note for the day is that a friend hypothesized after my hard day at work recently that food should be added to the equation and everything would be better. Not that we don’t eat lunch here, but that we should bring each other food just because. Twenty-four hours later, it’s spring party time in our break room, complete with lots and lots of food. Guess what? Everybody is in a good mood today. Haven’t seen a single exception yet. And I’ve been more productive as well (not counting this specific moment). Behold, the healing powers of bringing food to co-workers for no particular reason.