1.8.07

Fled 

I would write, write! But the very thought of getting out a pen and paper seems too difficult. So I don't write. I type a bit, because the computer is here, in front of me already, and thus it doesn't seem so beyond my reach.

Oh, yeah... I forgot what I wanted to write about, too.

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posted by the Director at or around 12:24  

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