A realization

I want a simple life
not to live caught up in schedules and times and trends and identities, categories
I want to live as what I am
An animal
In its environment, with & a part of its environment
The coldness of dirt
The smell of wet forest
And insects
to be one living think among others
To contemplate thoughts and share them
On our walks
I'm impatient, I'm scratching, itching I'm barely holding it together