I wake up each day and convince myself that getting old means I am getting better. When you lose a parent, you begin to question your relevance in this world. Sometimes life is but a dream.
“It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.” – Edgar Allan Poe

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