fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this

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fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this
āfor you, iād steal the stars.ā
saepe ne utile quidem est scire quid futurum sit.
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you know I couldn't be a cowboy because I'd be stuck with my partner in the dead cold prairie night and our horses would be tied up and we'd be huddlin around a crudely made fire because it was too far to go back to the ranch and he'd play the sweetest song on his harmonica, the kind that you felt in your bones and your heart and that the hymns had nothin on, and then he'd finish and we'd both lean in a little too close and my hand would be on his bandanna and his whiskey-breath would be hot on my lips and I'd realize that maybe it wasn't the touch of a woman i'd been hankerin for
God I miss the days when you could show up to a strangerās farm and heād say āWhatās your name, boy?ā and youād take off your hat and hold it to your chest to better let him see your face and reply āWhy I aināt got none, sir, on account of my mammy passed on before she could give me oneā and heād tell you heās real damn sorry to hear that and ask what he can do you for and youād tell him that you canāt read nor even write neither but youāre mighty good with horses and can mend them fallen fence posts what you saw on your way in and wonāt ask for nothing much more than a hot meal and a warm barn to sleep in and heād keep his wife and daughters inside but send his boy who aināt got married yet even though his mama tells him he needs a woman out with a lantern and some stew at night and the two of youād get to talkin and heād throw you his flask to take a swig from and watch you drinkin from it while he leant against the door frame and when he finally got called back on up to the house again heād take a sip from it too real slow-like like it werenāt the whiskey what he were tryna savour
he asks if he can adopt it
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idk why he's dying in a swamp don't ask me
Must've been the wind
Iām fine, girlā¦ā¦
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