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Note to Self


Life. 

What. A. Ride.

I ask you, how much can happen in a year?

Will it get better or worse?

Will it be quicker or slower or neater or dirtier or guiltier or sadder?

Or will it be greater and better and happier and...

Pause.

Find your way around your thoughts. 

Organize

Organize

Organize.

What did you say to yourself a month ago?

Dig

Dig

Dig.

A note. 

Titled, 

"Open in times of dire need."

Open

Open

Open.

Read

Read

Read.

 

 

Silence.

 

 

 

Signed, 

Myself.

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