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Can a lady write when she’s not driven? Can a lady write when she’s just looking for meaning? Do you want to read the words of a lady just looking for meaning?
Why does writing make me happy? (And why is that such a hard statement to type?)
Happiness, happiness, happiness. Happiness. This is me daring the gods to strike me down with depression.
Damn – interruption by the bf. Lost my flow.
This is me blocking out all the emotional, mental, spiritual debris of a day, a week, a life. This is me just joining the flow of life. I think.
Links of Fondness :
Machine Biscuits :