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how does one go eight years without completing something, all the fortune cookies i let down

recently i notice a joshua tree outside my window. haven't been here eight maybe four curious

how a joshua tree can sit right in front of me for however long and not once had i realized ever

i re-learned to appreciate my home. i was tempted to move to another neighborhood i wanted

view of the beach from bathroom, promising backyard spacious enough to keep a beehive and

begin to plant honey, i could watch airplanes take off day and night and listen to the waves yes

i reference the ocean twice aware of the redundancy but not intended.