I stared at the turtle for 2 hours. watching it. I watched it move so awkwardly and slowly. it didn’t mind me sitting there. I had time to waste. I watched the turtle move slowly. it reminded me of life. how slowly it moves. i imagined my friend Karen. how she always moved so slowly. all the pills. she was like the turtle. but the turtle was different. it was the nature of the turtle to move slowly. it seemed to enjoy it. But Karen was miserable. She had experienced fast. but the pills took it from her. The turtle and Karen both moved slow. But the turtle shows that being natural is better than being miserable.
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How slow can the turtle go
Posted 9 months ago
How slow can the turtle go
Posted 9 months ago
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