Life is meant to be savored. Doesn’t matter. Whether it’s
good times. Or bad times. Because inevitably. Even the bad times lead to the
promised land. To a better tomorrow. That’s the basis. For being a romantic
idealist. All ends well. With new beginnings. Life flows. Like a river. Fast
and slow. Through a teeming city. And a peaceful countryside. No two days are
the same. Nor are they predictable. And here I am. Giving meaning. To
everything. --Jim Broede
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