Why I write ...
to know myself and hope that in doing so it might help someone.
It is three in the morning, OK three fifty six and I have the itching to write something, I could just be smart about it and write on a sheet of paper. I thought about it for second, then the pain of writing page after page expressing whatever it is that is keeping me awake and then taking all of what I wrote and then tearing it into little pieces and flushing it down the toilet so no one can glue it back together. I needed something more. I saw in the corner of my eye, the flash of the green light, which in the dark room seemed to be the sun, on my laptop. I agonized over getting up and w...
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