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greenstormSometimes you see little glimpses of your no-longer-possible futures, the roads not taken (jeh, what a poem to quote). And yannow? Some of them, even the ones I thought bad at the time, are a big relief not to be in now.
You know where I'm going? I'm going to my garden, in the end. My direction is not down, my path does not end in slow stultification, my goal is predetermined and it's a lively wonderful thing that's worthwhile. It's achievable, too, in a lifetime. No one's gonna strangle me on the way. No one's worth going down with, if it means I don't get to my end.
You know where I'm going? I'm going to my garden, in the end. My direction is not down, my path does not end in slow stultification, my goal is predetermined and it's a lively wonderful thing that's worthwhile. It's achievable, too, in a lifetime. No one's gonna strangle me on the way. No one's worth going down with, if it means I don't get to my end.
