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I have been receiving so many ideas for my $100,000. I really don't know which to choose, because each idea is pulling me with equal magnetic propulsion.
I've decided I will not choose, but instead just enjoy the ride. This ride feels much like a drive along the countryside in a sports convertible with the smell of life in the air.
I am so enjoying every breath I breathe. If the anticipation of desires makes you feel this exuberant then the having of them would bring it all to an end, well, at least until the next desire hit. I think I've found the fountain of youth. Weeeeee!