In Pursuit of Happiness

I was looking for happiness but somehow couldn't find it. Life was amusing. There were things to do, people to meet, places to go. But it just wasn't satisfying. If only I could see what was missing, I thought, I'd be the happiest person in the world!

There were plenty of life-styles and ways of living to choose from. But which one was for me? Which one was the right one?

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SHORELESS, FREE
April 5, 1975
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