I’m happy. Even when things could be better. After all, I
stop to reflect. That matters also could be worse. Far worse. Therefore, it
makes sense. To get on with life. In a
happy and productive manner. Which is a better option. Than lamenting and
complaining. Especially at bedtime. When
I practice falling asleep. With a happy pondering. That I’ve had a relatively
good day. Despite the flaws in design that make the world a less than perfect
place. --Jim Broede
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