My cousin’s bank account states that he’s a baby somehow.
Master Samuel.
So they sent him his new bank card, every four years or whatever it is…
I laughed the loudest, knowing he’s created the first true:

Exercise, Coffee, Samples, Study, Work, Eating.

Sunday brings more work.

I feel restless.
I feel a mite empty.
I have thought upon myself,
My mind and its micro-philosophy.
Break away from tradition
See Continents

Pick fruit,
Read everything
Drive places
Meet strangers
Scavenge food
Build shelters
Dig it.

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