allaboutme: we happy long marrieds aren’t spending every second of our lives on cloud nine. I just meant that we can all, no matter where we are, try to find some joie de vivre. Think of Rabbi Miller and the story of the full sink as a starting point. I just don’t like the hysteria being promoted. I don’t believe that every older single is crying so hard – every night, not occasionally – that the downstairs neighbors are being flooded, nor that they should be; as an older single male I wouldn’t find that exactly appealing.
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