I pulled a life together from all the rummaging around I'd been doing.
It leaves you with a lot of left over trash.

But thats ok. Because you can leave it all behind and walk free and unburdened.



Then you realise you left something vital behind.

But you keep going. Because its gone now.


And you walk and you walk and you walk.
And every so often you think of something else you really need, but no longer possess.



Eventually you find yourself on the side of a desert road, slowly shedding the useless things you thought you'd need. Thirsty and hungry and wishing you'd brought that batman thermos that you thought you'd outgrown.



Some plants can't survive without the pot they were planted in.


Freedom isn't meant for all beings.


There are many dangers in the great big wild garden.