I CAME TO THIS SPRING FEILD TO PICK VIOLETS BUT LOVING THE FEILD SO MUCH I'VE SLEPT ONE NIGHT.

TANKA BY YAMABE NO AKAHITO (AROUND 700)

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I think I will rest a while.

To write the phrase makes me pause. How much am I thinking? How much is my thinking keeping me from resting? How much is my thinking about my thinking keeping me from resting keeping me from resting?

Maddening. Isnt' it.

About what have I been thinking?

About what you are thinking naturally. I've been thinking about what you are thinking about what I'm thinking. Are we thinking the same things?

I'm wondering what it is you want.

But since I'll never know for certain, I'll forgo your wants and

trust you can satisfy them on your own. Trust me I trust you.

I've found a new location. The definition satisfies what it represents so I think I'll call it home.

The problem is giving notice.

Then I think I will rest a while.