Sep 30, 2013 - 0 Comments - Feathers Fall, Life, Writing -

Block 2

Writing has been slow. No doubt about it. Work is shit, and I think that just cuts into any enjoyment completely in life. It’s hard to write about love when there’s so little around you.

Tonight was the first time I’d looked up a thesaurus in months. Perhaps that’s a sign of change. Maybe.

 

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