Hello. I have no idea what I'm doing.
And it's been this way for an awfully long time.
In fact, so long, I've only just realized that this might be an intentional pattern.
But truly, I'm not sure.
Is this unusual, or is this just life? I seem to remember we were supposed to have plans, but I have lived my life like skein of yarn without a pattern. Or maybe not. Mohair... is it in or out?
Anyone who can shed some widsom on the art of growing should post their insight here.
Any help at all will be extremely appreciated!
Thank you.

I quote an entire announcement made on a recent flight. This was all that was said/announced for 20 minutes before or after:
Ladies and Gentlemen, if you haven't had the chance to, please take the opportunity to do so now.
Very good, #3.
I think that should be on Page 1.
Now....Table of Contents.
Is there a dedication?
Those airlines have been getting funny lately. While waiting for a flight at the airport I heard this one:
"Your attention please, Mr. Donald Wright - Donald Wright do you believe in the Hereafter? I hope so, because if you are not on your plane in 5 minutes you will be here after your plane leaves."
If you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plans.
If you don't know where you're going, how will you know when you're there? - Apologies to Lewis Carroll

OP: It's all about perspective.
I recommend that you go somewhere with little or no vegetation and engage in high-risk behavior while quoting Shakespeare. If and when you finally do return, either take a vow of silence for at least 24 months or volunteer to work with FIV-positive orphaned kittens.
You could also collect used plastic shopping bags and show them to people at bus stops.
You could do at least some of this in San Luis Obispo, as Willysnout suggests, though they may (or may not) have laws against the unfettered dispensing of iambic pentameter.
When you see how well it turns out, write a book about it and Oprah will probably have you in for an interview.
Good luck!