You know, one of the sweetest things my mother taught me was how to make fun of myself. I would be a truly miserable person to be around--and to be, for that matter--if I didn't have this one basic skill. Even when I find myself in the depths of despair, I can generally take the moment lightly enough to laugh at my own melodrama. (:
Finally Woken
Long lay the world in sin and error pining 'Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices For yonder breaks a new and glorous morn.

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