Feeling tired. I like it. Motivation. To rest. To snooze. Another
of life’s many pleasures. Sleep. A break from consciousness. Another blessing. All of life. Becomes a
pleasure. One way or another. Even
grieving. Merely a ramification. Of having experienced true love. A price worth
paying. To feel alive. –Jim Broede
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