My bro and sis-in-law came home for dinner last night. They brought mooncakes for me and mum, and though bro had to work late, he was still cheerful when he came. In contrast, I was quiet and not inclined to talk cos of my bad day in the office. I passed bro the copy of Millionaire's Mind which I bought him, and he beamed boyishly in gratitude. I wish I were more like him, the contented sort who would smile as he walked behind his wife and whisper, "isn't it cute how she would stop mid-step to look at something?". I wish I had his sweet nature.