I'm going to start writing again. I was overwhelmed by the sense that I was wasting my time... but it's good exercise.
I hate that I do this. I slack off regularly, my systems and functions breaking down with the faithfulness and reliability of a classic car. I don't keep my shit in repair, and this is what happens. At least nothing is broken... just need to refill the fluids, change the oil, get the tires aligned and all that jazz.
Later. Right now, I need to eat.
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Everything's a waste of time. Except for maybe travel and barbecue.
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