I drive myself up a wall with obsessing over things. I want to plant a tree in my backyard. I have not been able to stop thinking about it for more than a few minutes in at a time while I'm awake. I took days deciding what kind of tree. A week or so decidng where to put it. Now I'm trying to find an adult tree, that I think has the proper form and height, so as to ensure as much as possible that in its sapling in thirty years the tree will look like I want it to. I haave down to the inch the exact place to put it so it ill shade the parking area shed and garage at different times of the day. The tree will produce a certain type of nut that squirls like to attract them, but It has to be the right type because some are more bitter than others. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! What is wrong with meeeeeeeee?
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