Hopeful, sure. Funny at times - okay. But in the wake of this "do what you love" privileged/elitist/western/capitalist dialogue - I couldn't help but feel cynical and annoyed by the end. Are you implying that those so deeply engrossed in the struggle for every day life have forgotten what it means to love and not hate; to forgive and to forget; to take the high road? What the author miscalculates is that sometimes you have to be ruthless and impolite in your search for justice in this world (and that many are still fighting for justice in this world) and that you can't just 'let things go' or put a saying on a sticky note to make it okay. It's easy for those who might not have to muscle too much for anything (probably any privileged folk incognizant of their privilege) to make projects imploring us to lighten up a little, toughen up a little, and spend more time loving each other a little. Simply: it's a brazen commentary from those who lead a life of privilege. For those without such privilege - who have to meet the challenge every day to survive - sometimes there is just not enough time by the end of that day to indulge in self-centric reflection and whimsy. A lot of these are based off the ideation that there is a choice between ways you can greet the day, and I guess if you actually have the space or time or freedom or safety to be able to do that, you might be inspired by this work.