Confessions : Of Joy

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We are constantly  on the quest for joy, what I always keep forgetting is that true joy a convoluted concept in every fragment of its’ existence.  Joy can be only savored in little sips, like a bourbon, not to be gulped down in rush and then regret the end of it.

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