All I want to do is read books. There are too many. I will die without reading all of them. I am holding back too much. There are so many things I would like to do. I feel so trapped by buses. And finances. Sometimes I remember that it is stupid to make long term plans. To hold the future in mind. You are putting your arms out blindly in front of you. Stand still. I have an appetite today. I will finish this shelf of books fervently. All is well.

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