I’ve been sitting at this desk, metaphorically, for the last year–or so.
I’ve started a post similar to this at least 6 times…no really there are 6 other “drafts” in my saved section under posts. The ideas are there, the desire to express those ideas are there, but getting those ideas out in a format with which one could have some sort of comprehension…well, that’s the challenge–see, its already happening.
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(See…this is my writer’s block.)
