That’s not entirely true. Sometimes, it is too late. That’s why now is generally better. I’m almost never pleased post-procrastination.
I’m regretful of late. I want more from my life and my reality. I suspect I’m not alone.
I feel old and spent and used and tired. Some of it’s nature – I tend to the neurotically depressed and miserable – but some I think is also a consequence of the weird reality we’re currently inhabiting thanks to COVID: a reality that seems suddenly about to violent flux.
Flux is stressful, but I’m not averse to a brave new world, albeit not one built on Aldous Huxley lines.
Or perhaps (r)evolution is just wishful thinking.
From Famine to Feast. 
“I feel old and spent and used and tired.” That pretty much sums up my current existence.
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I’m sorry. I hate it when people relate to the icky stuff 💖
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If Brave New World ends up like the story in Island we’re all up the creek without a paddle (oar).
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All we can do is wait and see. And in the meantime, do.
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The “do” with my spring seeds is surprisingly motivating. Watching them grow is a real thrill 💖
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Wow
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