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as age creeps up
so does self-awareness &
as self-awareness taps one’s shoulder
so comes the cloak of
scrutiny---
meticulous, unrelenting,
self-scrutiny,
floods into focus &
begins to complicate 
every
move,
with a kind of idiosyncratic meddling
that never seemed to bother a person
before,
but now, now
it is all that one can bear---
every action gets questioned &
based on its merit in the 
past, present & future,
it may never get put into motion---
with all occurrences in one’s life
being brought down under the
microscope,
to say that this way of living is a bit 
ridiculous, would be more than an
understatement.

stepping away from such overthinking
does not mean that one loses focus altogether
but rather that pushing all frivolous matters aside
takes the forefront &
unthinking prevails,
as an artist does when the concept of “play”
consumes all their energy, as opposed to
reducing one’s actions to deadlines,
profit & “proper etiquette” in the field of one’s 
choice---
finding a way to
end worries about the conclusion of efforts &
stir up fun in the moment 
is the way to go,
a policy of broad strokes 
with the basis of experience &
prior knowledge,
seems to be an appropriate strategy
to rid the mind of the cumbersome nature of
thinking too much.

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