I've had a very trying day. But I'm happy. By all accounts, I should be miserable. But I'm happy. Confident and self-assured for the simple reason that I am comfortable with myself. My goodness. My heart. My soul. It's a recipe that may not produce fireworks, but it's a formula built to last. Strong, durable. Attractive, if I may be so bold. And worth the trouble. The formula should plain to see, but for some, it's been hard to grasp. Amazing, isn't it?
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