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  • This is it. This is me I guess. All the practice of awareness going to waste. It is me and my display of full absence of gratitude.

    When you overlook the reality because your perception gets clouded by the layers of virtuality you project on it. He brought me flowers and my long forgotten shoes that he had cleaned up and polished for me. It was a surprise to see him standing at the door. A first hand proof that the directions my thought processes take are not always coinciding with whats there and then. Instead of being present in the moment - I spent the entire night worying about the future. Or just like the little booklet from the Fantod Pack by Edward Gorey said about the card I drew this morning "In the words of the old rhyme: What most you fear Is coming near." Unless, you just learn to smile and be where you are.
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