Straddlin' the fence
It seems to me that every beginning is as difficult as every ending. I spend enormous amounts of time debating what to do followed by how to do it and then where to start. When I think the conclusion is near, it's just the same: What to do followed by how to do it and where to end it all.
Is this backwards?
Too short.
Too long.
What's exciting is the in between. Layers of layers of in between discombobulated and yet in their rightful place.
Speaking of rightful place, I think I was born into the wrong country, but I guess I should leave this for another topic of discussion at another time in space.
Is this backwards?
Too short.
Too long.
What's exciting is the in between. Layers of layers of in between discombobulated and yet in their rightful place.
Speaking of rightful place, I think I was born into the wrong country, but I guess I should leave this for another topic of discussion at another time in space.
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