Wondering, once again, what happened. Having listened to the words growing up about time. How it speeds, rarely ebbs, yet still caught by surprise.
It seems that my best writing comes when I'm nowhere near somewhere I can make a note, even a quick sketch as to what I wanted to say. I'm setting this up so that I can write ideas as I want. At least, write them as I feel it. I know from past experiences that I may write multiple posts per day for days, and then let in languish, guiltily, for weeks. You may enjoy this, most likely you won't. Don't feel bad, it's not for you.
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