I started reading this book and it got me thinking... Everyone complains, yes, even me. But, with so many avenues I see it all of the time. It's dragging me down mentally. Why can't we find reasons to be happy? Why isn't finding things to be happy about as easy as finding things that are wrong? As my aunt Sherrie would say, "What are you grateful for?" Today I am grateful in little indulgences such as my favorite books. Find something to be happy about...
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