My default state (yes, I know that's a geeky way of phrasing it, but I'm a geek so...)
I tend to have a, quite unreasoned and unreasoning, view that "everything will turn out OK". It's not, quite, pollyanna - though my father might have thought otherwise.
He once opined that I was "...indeed fortunate." He then continued, "you have to be." I suspect that was more a comment on how I tended to proceed through my life rather than anything to do with Lady Luck.
We were very alike, he and I, and in that one aspect could not have been more different. I had something of a habit of (metaphorically) walking off cliffs in the sure and certain knowledge that, cartoon like, if I simply kept walking I would reach the other side.
Or, if not and I did fall, there would be a net. Or I would learn to fly before impact.
Or something would work out. As it often did - often despite my best efforts.
Which is why I treasure "The Optimist". And really dislike when he takes his leave. For the world is a dark and difficult place without his perspective.
But, he is seldom gone, and seldom for long.
Yes, I know. I'm talking about myself in multiples and in the third person. But...it's my blog.