Nothing to worry about, at least nothing that worrying will help. Here I am at this point in life, with no drama in my life. I don't want to jinx anything here, but this is sorta' the way that I always thought life should run.
Oh, I fret about every abused farm animal and I can't avoid the fashion of bigotry that I thought was history. Heck, I worry about the snails on the sidewalk after the rain. I do what I can.
My little corner of paradise, though, serves as a reminder that I have everything that I have ever dreamed of. I hope that you find yours.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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