Pleasant Path

When I was a girl I dreamed that I was walking along a pleasant path and saw an adorable teddy bear on the side of the road. I picked it up, delighted with it, and soon saw another one. Lucky day! As I walked along I found another, and another, until my arms were full of lovable, huggable teddies. Then it suddenly dawned on me: "Life isn't this good." With that thought, the dream ended.

I know better now than to break the spell by ever declaring anything too good to be true.