You could stick around & wallow in everything good, bad, happy & sad about your past. All those good times had, places you'll mess, or things you've ruined for people close to you. Or you could get up by using your past mistakes to fertilize the garden today, plant seeds out of love & they will grow you an entire meadow of purpose & know you know how to clean it up if it ever turns into a beautiful living mess.

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