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I planned to write this weeks ago.
I still really don’t have that much to say, but that I started writing and I’m going to keep writing until I can’t write it anymore, and then move on to the next thing I want to write, and hopefully self-loathing and fear aren’t going to appear for a while again soon (although if some things don’t change, I foresee those two squatting in my head-house in the near future, but that’s pessimistic and pessimism is what those two eat.)
Also, soon I will have more head space for things I actually want to think about, so that’s nice.
Plus, I’ll be able to purchase the books I want to read very soon.
And I really, really want to read again.