There was a woman there in the park, staring at a tree.
"Are you feeding your brain by looking at plants, too?"
"No," she said, "I'm attempting to integrate Nietzschean Existentialism with Murphy's Law."
I stared at the tree, too, but she continued lecturing.
"Murphy's Law says that whatever can go wrong will go wrong. But Nietzsche said that there is no right or wrong, except when we make it so. So, I'm trying to change my priorities, such that the worst possible thing to happen is that this tree turns into an otter."
"But, as long as you want that, it won't be the worst thing."
"I know," she said, "I'm trying to cultivate a dread of it instead."
Then we stared at the tree in silence, each for our own reason, for the better part of an hour.
"You know," I mused, "Murphy and Nietzsche wouldn't have been such Negative Nancies if they looked at trees more."