View from my bed

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Books necklaces llama postits notebooks writing pad orange Alice water bottle

What does a person do with all that? For me, nothing.

All those things have a purpose: to be used somehow.

And

I don’t.

How does one go about becoming something they aren’t, but want to be?

School. University. TAFE. Education, both formal and informal.

Can life teach that which we need? Can it be what helps us become what we want but aren’t?

Can the moments of indecision, apple or orange?, help pave the path toward our destiny?

What is destiny? Is there anything we are unable to accomplish, but just purely choose not to?

What am I even on about?

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