Give yourself a chance to love the right man. Your problem is not chemistry.

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Give yourself a chance to love the right man. Your problem is not chemistry.
There's only you, there was no man but you. Maybe that's the problem.
This morning I feel oddly happy. The secret of peace: it is unnecessary to have a problem. The rain is lovely and I will read novels life seems so meanderingly pleasant. I do nothing and will be joyful.