I am working on my Thanksgiving post and finding it difficult to write. I know it shouldn't, but it bothers me that it keeps looking like the bottom level of Maslow’s hierarchy. I want to be positive and funny but sometimes I feel like I (and a few people I really care about) need to go dance naked around a bonfire and shake off these lousy feelings that I don't want or need. How dare I feel unhappy when I have so much. Why am I afraid that listing the good things would be tempting fate?