How Do You Get Rid of It?

When you look at people, you often see as like a saint nicholas. You know, they're carrying this big bag of personal history. I'm less interested in why i am the way i am than how to get on with it. Much more, i see where i'm going, and i let it pull me towards it. And i just keep discarding stuff, even though i don't understand why i had it in the first place. So i you can hear the predisposition at the moment. As i say, there are moments when you are so ripe to let go of something. It's gone. It's Gone. I'm free.