My father once asked me what I thought the meaning of life was. Being only 10 or so I proudly replied “happiness.” My dad smiled and thought for a few minutes. He said, “What about a man who finds happiness in killing someone?” It was in that moment that I realized that everyone finds happiness in different places. For instance, I base most of my happiness on family. By family, I do not mean just the people with whom I share blood, I simply mean the people in my life that mean the mos
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