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My mother used to write some of those magazine articles — “I Lived in My Car,” “I Married to Get a Green Card,” that kind of thing, and she enjoyed doing it.
For the reader, this kind of thing can generate personal interest along the lines of the old Ann Landers or Dear Abby newspaper columns.
I feel exactly the same way. Long ago, Survivor got busy teaching young people that cheating, backstabbing and phony, devious "affection" was the way to get ahead.
happiness is not:
perfection, control or determined
by external events and people.
happiness is:
a product of your perception and
inner balance. When you define your
own energy, you bring your harmony
with you wherever you go.
— yung pueblo
