believe you were awake? I have dreams of times when everything goes perfect. Then, I awake to the reality of the world around me. I guess everybody dreams of at least one perfect day.
• Last week my dream came true... or almost.
• For no apparent reason I awoke from sleep feeling quite happy. I had no explanation for this gigglely feeling of mine. I do not normally rouse myself from sleep with a chipper attitude. Just ask my wife. On second thought, don't.
• I just was in such a good mood that I broke out into song, which my wife threatened to end my life if I did not stop it immediately.
• I did not try to psychoanalyze myself and think that perhaps this was the beginning of senility or something. I just accepted it as a great day to be alive.
• One of my basic philosophies of life is, don't look a gift horse in the mouth; after all, he might have bad breath.
• This particular day nothing could bring me back to earth. I was all but literally dancing on the clouds and I cannot dance. But it was a good day to be alive and know it.
• Very nonchalantly, the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage addressed me in a rather semi-informal manner. "Would you run to the store and get me something?"

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