Where everyone is diseased.

Yes, I am smiling a lot. A permanent, perpetual smile on my face. I am in a good mood. Because I have the opposite of depression. A disease called love. There is no finer disease. No better disease to have. It makes one crazy. But such a wonderful crazy. Oh, if only the whole world, everyone, succumbed to this disease. I think that is what the god of love has in mind for us. Ultimately. A life in Paradise. Where everyone is diseased. Afflicted with love. Pure love. --Jim Broede