The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 128

When Fall arrives in Carolina each year I pay close attention to how the trees never mourn the loss of their leaves. It's physical proof of how each of us need to move in forward motion and emotion. The tree doesn't bend to wave goodbye nor does a tree keep the flying leaves near its trunk for future use. It says "I'm done. Thank you very much." Can you imagine where you'd be in life if you spent less time collecting thoughts and experiences and flat out kept focused on growing outward? On this podcast I put focus on how difficult it is to live in the present and yet the glory of being there is knowing I have fewer boxes of memories in the garage and attic.