You’re having the worst day. Scratch that. The worst week. Everything’s piling up quicker than you could have imagined and the end seems nowhere in sight. You dwell on this stress as you’re walking to work, mopey in attitude and outlook. Suddenly, you see something odd pass you by. It’s a horse on a beach ball. Not a toy, but a real live horse. It’s standing upright and moving its hooves intricately over the beach ball—staying perfectly balanced. The horse slows the roll of his hooves to angle himself right in front of you. He then let’s out a mighty whinny.