Believing for the sake of believing.

Maybe I’ve been escaping. All my life.  From the real world. Into a pretend world. Don’t know if that’s good or bad. Could be. That to be extraordinarily happy, one must create his own  reality. Anyway, some of the nicest people I know. Have many, many reasons to be unhappy. Yet they profess to be happy. No better example. Of believing what one wants to believe. Despite the lack of evidence. --Jim Broede