I keep putting it off.
Pulling the weed or weeds?
The hesitation is deeply set and heavy,
I am tiring and aching from the weight.
And unused to the frown that has joined the party.
Today I have decided to start pulling them
One by one or a handful at a time, I'm not sure just yet.
I am going forward with a determined nature, but...
still hesitant.
Fears, I'm thinking, are just like the weeds in the garden I am preparing... They need to be faced, pulled and properly disposed of.
I will prepare the gardening map... and start losing these hesitations and facing these fears.
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