Ten.One Thousand, One Hundred & Forty-Eight
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The one morning I want to sleep in. 
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We can go home. We’re going home. 
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What is taking so long? 
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I change my clothes and then lay on the floor, stare at the ceiling. The carpet feels soft. 
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Back to Paleo? 
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The lushness if almost overwhelming. But this is why you come here. I am mesmerized by the fountain and it’s sound. Illuminated white rose petals. 
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I hear myself talking and I don’t know if anything I am saying makes sense. I think it does. Yes, it does. 
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There is so much intentionality in the design of the garden, a work of art. They’ve taken a branch from each tree and tied them to one another to create and arch that in time will also fill in with leaves. So much drama. 
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I get to sit. 
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It’s the farmers that interest me the most.