I walked around outside at the farmer's market, and as I saw all the strange people walking around, I couldn't help but smile with joy, because I was so happy to see them all.
I went downtown, same location as the farmer's market, but when the farmer's market wasn't there, and again I hated humans.
I think there were at least two factors at work.
- The farmer's market people are the kind of people I like to be around, people whose values and culture are similar to mine.
- There was live music at the farmer's market. Music usually helps me love my fellow humans.