Growing up in the Half Empty Land of New York City definitely skewed my life with a predisposition towards half-emptyism. I am challenged to believe that the cup is half full. I used to cloak my cynicism saying that "I am a realist" ... pretty funny when I think of it.
In retrospect I have to believe that the glass is absolutely half full. Or maybe half empty? Of course, in the picture at the left, the glass is a mug and it's more full than empty. ツ
How do you see the glass? Please leave a comment and let me know.