If I don't write this stuff down right away, I might as well just leave it for another day.
With all of my hopes and prayers, I should just as soon be sitting in a luxury chair.
The least of my concerns may be myself but without those concerns how could I be of any help?
One thing leads to another, like my sisters and brothers.
This "ideal" family of mine seems to just keep growing all of the time.
Brother, father, sister and mother, cousins and aunts, grandparents and uncles.
Why stop there?
Animals and plants, rocks and water, fishes in the sea, insects and air.
Why go any farther?
It does occur to me though that I have left out earth and fire.
Siblings of these would be taste, sound, smell and feeling.
Not to mention touching and seeing.
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