It’s so important. To like what one is doing. The way one is
living. That’s rarely been a problem. For me. I’m comfortable with myself. I
like me. But I know people who don’t like themselves. And they don’t always
know what to do about it. They feel trapped. In their own skins. That’s sad. As
for me, I have a compulsion to be happy. I refuse to live any other way. Than
in avid pursuit of happiness. With my mind. My soul. Everything. I especially need
to be happy. When going to bed. As I fall asleep. I hypnotize myself. With
soothing thoughts. Drifting. Drifting . All the way to Paradise. --Jim Broede
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