Aside

I’ve spent a huge chunk of my life confusing patience with complacence and progress is lies in such epiphanies. Irregular thoughts cloud regular programming but every so often I feel the urge, the urgent need, to write. 

The words still don’t come easy. The thoughts do but somewhere between the mind and the fingers they are lost. Even spoken word has lost its confidence. 

 

 

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