Don't parade your happiness please. The miserable masses don't want to see it. They aren't waiting for you and your wonderful life to pass by amide streams of confetti. They don't line the sidewalks of your neighborhood with their small children perched on their shoulders. They didn't get up early on a Saturday morning to secure a good place along the curb. They won't be cheering as you smile and wave oozing beneficent charm. You aren't Lindbergh landing in Paris. You aren't Santa Claus coming down the chimney. You aren't the troops returning from battle overseas. You are only annoying. . .
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