For a few days now I've been feeling the need to sit down and do some writing (or typing. Whatever.). I have something in my head, I start typing and a couple of sentences later I realize that nothing further is coming to mind. My desire to write was clearly not accompanied by inspiration and the whole attempt just fell on the ground like a clay plate at a Greek party. In other words, the end result was not very pretty.
So, instead of pushing myself to put forced words together, I'm just gonna eat some chicken and watch a brain-dead action movie with Jet Li. Or maybe Jason Statham.
Yeah, that'll do it.
Take *THAT*, literature...
M.
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