"We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same." - Anne Frank
Last night I found myself filled, overflowing, with a strange deep mirthful joy. Being American, I am of course frightened by this, and wonder if it is some sign of illness of the mind, or impending disaster.
I wish to celebrate joy. To exalt the happiness of here and now. So much of life is spent distracted by the inner darkness that I want a very public place to proclaim joy.
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