everything in my life is in flux
in between later and now is a pile that needs to be done and by the time I get there
by that time there will be another pile because all they do is shift
shape shift
category shift
purpose shift
it's not that there's a lot around that I don't need
it's that there's not enough around of what I do need
and to construct what I need takes time
and my time is perpetually split
so all I can accomplish is moving stuff from one pile into another with some things
sifted
out and placed where they belong
...and that's just my novel.
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