I’ve been overworking myself for maybe several months now, and since I have always placed my happiness in the hands of successful deep relationships with the opposite gender, something I currently don’t have, I have been somewhat adrift as to where I am to focus my pursuits.
However, sometimes I have what I like to call “Spontaneous Combustions of Elation.” I just came up with it tonight to explain to describe what happened to me at the end of another overworked underslept day, when I strolled through my apartment complex with “Oh What A World” on the air, leaping out of my heart into the world.
There are good things always.
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Sir, I think I know exactly what you mean and how feel. Thanks for putting it into words.
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