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​"Open. Send out roots. Wait for the rain.
Do not worry if it’s a dry day."
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At the end of a lake district holiday, when I'd been thrashing around in my head trying to figure out what I want to do with my life, I sat down and found this little poem. It's a kind of set of instructions to remind me where to go when my head gets so full of noise that I've lost my bearings.
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Everything you read here is free. But if you like and you're feeling generous, why not buy John a coffee. It will give him a warm sense of well being and joy, and feed his ever growing caffeine habit.
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