Man, I wonder if, mathematically, if you measured the good times against the bad times, which ever they were, if they would be equal. I've wondered this before. You guessed it. I never wonder this when I'm feeling good, or if I do, it's just as though I were glancing through a window, and the breeze were glancing through as well: i.e., no problem.
How are you, my unnamed friends out there, I hope? Illusions are better than nothing at all.
Rita
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