Epiphanies in the Dark?

I used to love the idea of the tortured artist.  The writer with the dark temperament and the drinking problem. It seemed that great works and inspired wordsmithing came from the depths of sadness, betrayal and chronic melancholia.  But so far this year (all four days of it!), I've discovered that  I can actually be surprised by joy and be inspired by serenity.  In a place of peace and celebration of loving without expectation, I am finding a level of creativity that is surprising even me.


With this daylight epiphany, came the memory of this song.  Here's Van the Man singing "Days Like This" in his regular large and in-charge fashion. 


Lyrics:



When it's not always raining there'll be days like this
When there's no one complaining there'll be days like this
When everything falls into place like the flick of a switch
Well my mama told me there'll be days like this


When you don't need to worry there'll be days like this
When no one's in a hurry there'll be days like this
When you don't get betrayed by that old Judas kiss
Oh my mama told me there'll be days like this


When you don't need an answer there'll be days like this
When you don't meet a chancer there'll be days like this
When all the parts of the puzzle start to look like they fit
Then I must remember there'll be days like this


When everyone is up front and they're not playing tricks
When you don't have no freeloaders out to get their kicks
When it's nobody's business the way that you wanna live
I just have to remember there'll be days like this


When no one steps on my dreams there'll be days like this
When people understand what I mean there'll be days like this
When you ring out the changes of how everything is
Well my mama told me there'll be days like this


Oh my mama told me
There'll be days like this