Donald duck and friends...

I slip in through your window

To find you sitting crosslegged on the floor

Not calm enough to be meditating

Looking at nothing and finding nothing

Mom said you left a strange message on her answering machine

Something about Halloween in 1983

Remember that?

I do

You were Donald duck and I was Daisy

our dog was pluto

It was a good year we got lots of candy

But what does it have to do with now?

Life is harder

I must admit

but I think it's worth it

Don't spend your life rewinding your mind

Pictures fade and all we are left with is our imagination

Be lucid be free

Be in the now

Do you honestly want to spend the rest of your life as Donald duck?


The End

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