the day is full of different thoughts.
so utterly, completely, totally different.
for every million complexities
that enter in a day,
a reaction or thought
must come from each.
throw in your problems from your past.
the ones that have been there
for awhile.
even the ones that you receive
with every new thought.
the present....
data.
the past....
old data.
new old data.
the future is something else.
with it comes new thoughts.
those which will
complicate your already
busy present,
and will clutter your already
full past.
never ending
and what a beautiful rush
it seems to be.
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