Getting up and sitting down is about indecisiveness in life.
I'm getting up and sitting down. And I'm getting up again. I'm turning CHANGE around. Who has the authority to say Yes or no. Maybe gave me TOMORROW. WHO sign their name on that line? I'm changing pace. I'm packing up the worries. I'm racking in the cash. Life has given me a better bed of Blue roses. Renovating fiercely, plucking up The weeds. Fixing up prescribed old remedies. KNOCKING down walls. Putting down new SOIL. REPLACING the old fencing in the new. Chasing scary yesterday's. With a handful of forget-me-nots Tucked under one arm. And I'M FINE. YEAH. I'M FINE.
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