The rain keeps falling on our heads...like they sang in the musical...with Gene Kelly I think.

I am plenty happy nowadays. No it is not bliss, but recall what I said: I dont want to be blissed out.

I am here to be with you all, reading me and knowing me, not to trip with angels in my mind.

But yes, you can all be blissed out when in depth of heavy traumas. The angels really do come to our minds in those circumstances: we become totally crazy and God takes care of us.