If there were no repercussions (getting caught, penalized) I could chip as much wood as is necessary without any gurgle in the pit of my stomach.
Young wood, old wood, male or female wood. Wood of slightly different shades of brown. None of that matters. The only wood I would spare from the chipper would be White or slightly yellow wood.
I would chip all of the rest of the wood and I would gaze in to the eyes of every piece of wood as I fed it to the chipper.
And I would keep chipping that wood until either there was no more offending wood left, or my services weren’t needed, or until I died.
There is only one thing holding me back from chipping wood right now and that’s my obligation to my family. Wood chipping (at least for now) doesn’t make money and could get me in to trouble. I need to be here for my family.
But if not for that, I would chip all of the wood and do so happily.
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