In regards to writer’s block, I’ve been waiting for that feeling that possesses me to write. I felt it today, only the feeling was slightly changed. It’s the same typical ball of inspiration that resides inside my chest, only this time it’s knowing, and a little more controlled. It’s comforting to know that that feeling hasn’t left me (but if it hasn’t left me then why is it altered?). I feel like I (myself) have changed.
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