I have an apple orchard at my mothers house. It’s been let go wild for the past 50 years or so. I’ve decided to clean the dead wood out. There are vines at least two inches in diameter growing on the trees with no end in sight. It’ll be a long haul.
The key is to re-evaluate what wrong means to you. Then change it. It’s all in your head, people!
Looks good. I got a bunch (300+) from the leftovers at a library sale. I need to clear some space and this looks like a good way to do it.
I would like to be corageous. I’m not usually the one that speaks up for people, but some times I can. I dream often about rescuing some person I know from a robber with a knife or a gun. Wheras I would normally be hesitant to catch a knife in my bare hand or wrench a robbers pistol away, in dreams I do this without effort. I am hoping that this courage will spill over into my waking life, but so far it hasn’t happened.
I don’t know whether to be relieved or not.
Every time I pass a yard sale, I usually see a small collection of books. I can’t seem to resist buying a few. I probably could spend the money on other things, but I comfort myself by knowing that I have rescued yet another book from an undeserved fate in a dump.
You may sneer and say that only new books are good books, but I believe that all books are ment to be enjoyed. I have a sister that believes the opposite, that old things are worthless, but I have learned to ignore her.
The next time you see a sale with books, stop and look. You may be suprised at what you find.
It would be great if I could get over the idea that people are just waiting in the wings to smack me down if I start to succed; I would be a better person then. Probably a different person too.
