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Ramble

by krysta

Always cramming to do lists into my pockets worrying about what I am going to do next or what I am going to forget they end up staying in the pocket of some shorts left or forgotten anyway or washed by accident I always try to lay out my life like that will help anything yet more desperately than anything I want to live day to day free of to do lists my only care the present moment how do I go about this? I constantly bother myself with the idea of what I am doing with my life all the while wasting it contemplating what I should be doing I want to go out into the woods and I want to sit by a river on a blanket with my favorite book in hand and I want to plant a garden and grow my own food and whittle little pieces of wood I find and write letters to friends who are far away and learn about what type of trees are growing in my own front yard
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