I try to make sense. Out of everything. Knowing full well
that’s impossible. But still, it’s worth the effort. To find meaning. In life.
Even if that requires going on imaginary flights of fancy. My imagination.
That’s my salvation. Allows me to put no
limits. On my thoughts. On my musings. Often I pretend there’s meaning.
Where there’s no meaning. That makes me laugh. I see humor in the senseless and
absurd. That’s meaningful, isn’t it? Life is full of funny stuff. --Jim Broede
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