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I live alone
Reflect on my life and surroundings
Have conversations in my head through the day
Sometimes I’ll text my thoughts to a friend
Sometimes I’ll tweet them
It is this desire to get a thought out of your head 
as it becomes an organism of it’s own
This is why I write, 
Why I do what I do
I like things
Which make patterns
That make other patterns
I like learning about the world
Miss being close to people
I love being in nature
And drinking in its richness
I think about trees, creatures, elements
I think about Spinoza and God
I inhabit now
Until I return to oneness

(Inspired by Lewis Fry Richardson)

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