I’m one of those people who looks for meaning in everything.
To Thine Own Self Be You
Clay Rivers
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Me too — in fact, I’ve written these very words quite recently in a yet to be published piece. I put it something like this, “I have a terrible affliction wherein I have to find meaning in everything.” I’m second-guessing my use of ‘wherein’. Anyway — on good days, I view this in a more positive way, akin to the way you’ve presented it here (if I’m interpreting correctly). I think of it as the Universe working its magic, giving me signs — pointing me in the right direction. On a bad day I feel afflicted. Here’s to more good days. I enjoyed this, Clay — thank you.

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