Why am I not writing?
If I'm 100% honest with you, this really really actually and honestly does worry me.
It's not one of those oh-I'm-not-in-the-mood things.
It's weird this.
Why am I not writing?
Why does it feel like there's nothing to say?
Desire versus value.
Let's let this sink in.
Let's let this enter the conversation.
Desire vs value.
I'm tired, and scattered.
But as ever.
That which is scattered can settle once more.
But for now, I can enjoy the luxury of taking it slow.
Yours truly.
M.
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