Don’t look so stern. Smile.
Stop trying to convince me it’s the end of the world. It isn’t.
Don’t work. Don’t strive. Don’t stress.
If you don’t relax for a minute and enjoy the great wide world wriggling around you, you’re going to give yourself an aneurysm and fall over dead. THEN where will we be? CHILL OUT. Smell the flowers. Crack a joke. Enjoy yourself.
This is the life you’ve got. You’re going to take that factory classic you were born with and mod the bejesus out of it, and you’re going to love every minute. And the only way that’s going to happen—the only way you’re going to be happy—is if you learn to mellow out.
Yeah. You’ve got the idea. See?