Blub, blub, blub.

To be drenched by Jim and Jimi has me over my head in the water of Life.

Am I happy with my pipes and the mess?

I actually act like it doesn't matter at all. Ha, that's what they think.
What can I do to make things better? Nothing. Life is perfect just as it unfolds. Complicated somewhat but fun watching my friends feel sorry for me. What can be nicer than friends feeling SOMETHING for me?

To receive caring is like receiving God's breath through HIS laughter.
Even broken pipes can actually be fun.

To add to my joy I read your beautiful words and BLAM, I'm shot down with the bullets of JOY, PEACE, and lots of good stuff. Thanks Jim

George catching his breath

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