Time is doing unacceptable things, dear reader. It’s speeding up almost daily, and I find this troubling. If this keeps up much longer, I’m going to be dead soon. If you have any suggestions for slowing down or in any way overcoming time, message me.
Didn’t write a word today. I went to a mall. I would have rather written than to have gone to the mall. Tomorrow will be better on all fronts: far more writing, exactly no malls.
N.P.: “Big Hollow Man” – Danielle Dax
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