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All the happiness you gather to yourself, it will sweep away like it’s nothing. So I am not a broken heart. That’s life for you. I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way. No matter where you are, you're always a bit on your own, always an outsider. I am not sitting for hours in the shower anymore. You don't know me. You know one me, just like I know one you. Single is no longer a lack of options – but a choice. And you can't know every me, and I can't know every you. Well, it's sort of orangey-yellow and dimpled on the outside. To live every day Happily and let your Ever After work itself out. It's got pips inside, too. Oh, and some people have half a one for breakfast.

<center><em>When I wake up every morning, I smile and say, **"Thank You"** ![ronak.jpg](https://steemitimages.com/DQmdBj3vsznV7FPfdTBr62zTkKp4wg4LLYZgqB4UKJmg7T1/ronak.jpg)
 Because out of my window I can see the mountains, then go hiking with my dog and share her bounding joy in the world.
**With respect,**![003.gif](https://steemitimages.com/DQmcSvBvgr9EPwxGTv5guUVw1fYmNRkxXByAvU2BVzcgJxg/003.gif)</em></center>