I went out to work in the yard today. I pulled weeds; I swept the patio; I fed the trees their special bug-killer; I sprayed the clover; then, I fed all the plants and flowers and trees with Miracle-Gro. I want something to spray on me that will make me thrive--flourish. I want to feel nourished. I want to stretch toward the light. I want freshness, brightness, hope.
I want people Miracle-Gro.
I should just stay in front of the TV. Thinking is such a pain.
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