I don't know what I'm doing

I am in the garden now. I don't know what I'm doing. But I have a big hat, and I ordered seeds from an online supplier. I use the term seed supplier. I speak with the attitude of now, as if I am talking about contemporary fiction. Or as if I am a person living ruthlessly in the present.

My mailbox has about a billion seeds arriving. Each of them needs anywhere from six to twelve...