Sometimes I’m overcome. Sitting, looking

Sometimes I’m overcome. Sitting, looking around my home, thinking about my life, my job, my friends, I find myself smiling at how perfect everything is at that moment. A wave of sheer contentment comes over me, and I have to whisper: “Ah, thank you.” Who is this atheist thanking? I guess I’ll just spread the gratitude among the people that have made my life so wonderful. Hey everyone: Thank you.

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