Not unusual. That I wake
at 3:40 in the morning. Because I have good thoughts on my mind.
Amazing, isn’t it? A blessing, too. After all, I know people who can’t fall
asleep. For being plagued by bad
thoughts. By depression. And here I am. After a pleasant sleep. Waking. With
blissful, happy thoughts. I speculate. That maybe it’s my splendid spirit. That
has taken control. Of my innermost being. Anyway, I savor it all. I’m in love.
With being alive and conscious and immersed in happiness. –Jim Broede
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