One last effort to quench my sanity. I am going on my hands and knees in front of this man, begging, pleading, to give me some idea. I feel like my brain is at a creative peak but I have no canvas whatsoever. I need a way out, or a way in, that won't bruise my pride any further. I just want to BE somewhere. I'm always on the brink of happy. I'm
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