to every moment

[prosy]

It seems I’ve lost track of blogging these busy days. Strange for someone who used to think of most moments in terms of how they would look on a page. I must admit-I miss it. I must admit-it feels good to get these words down. How ever few they are, here they are. “all writing is a gift.” I used to go around with this on my forehead, and I

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[anonymous]

i found this for the first time recently; it feels like, partly, why i keep blogging. i like it: 'writing is a struggle against silence.' carlos fuentes.

-a.