procrastination is the essence behind my writing.

Reflections of What Used to Be

When I start thinking about trees, I try to meditate on just what do I desire them for?  What feeling do I feel now?  Perhaps it’s just the need to be alone?

It does require about 8 hours to one’s self.

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