hum. hm. hrm.
i wish i knew how to express this in a better way.
i am waist deep in mud, my hands to my side.
i feel awfully useless.
there is something between my brain and my hands.
a blockage, maybe.
something could be broken.
i do not know.
but it hurts, i do know that.
it hurts my brain, my heart, and my hands.elaboration is pointless
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