I made a great show of setting up a 'useful writing space' and then began tapping keys at random vomiting out the random thoughts splurging into my brain-pan.
It was cathartic onanism. Shameful yet it felt good. This is not how good writing is born.
I was a tourist in the land of make believe and it showed.
I must work on something internally until it's ready to come out like a mock documentary, like a history of events unfolded/unfolding inside my cranium.
I'll report rather than make up.
That's probably best.
Happy Monday! :(
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