When things fall apart

With some problems that some of us are having (I won’t say where, leaving room for speculation), one of my friends said he didn’t sleep all night the other night and had bad dreams. As he tossed and tumbled all night, I dreamed about my dogs. I just don’t get alarmed when things fall apart. This is part of living in this world. And after all, everything falls apart in the end and we all let go of everything.

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