I think about writing and then I don't know what to say. I think about what I think and then I get so sick of myself I could scream. It isn't that I have been living inside my own head lately, more that I've been living inside the heads of others. And it's difficult work
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(P.S. I'ma knit myself a fedora!)
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You know what I enjoy hearing about from you? About your gardening, chickens and such, your neighborhood and town, and all the DIY stuff you know how to do!
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