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I went to the store to buy coffee... I got the urge to buy some smokes as well... something about coffee and cigarettes... I've been writing all day... what that means is: I've had several stories I've been working on here and there... and getting little done... several hours... only a couple thousand words... weak, very weak. Eight hours of writing usualy translates into about...
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Some days, some times, the world just piles up, like old funky laundry... other days, other times, the world just passes by...

I've often wondered about the effects of thinning out one's ideas and mental gesticulations. My mind and thoughts are becoming more diaphonous with each JOURNAL I scribble in. I'm aware that I don't scribble, but the way the words comes out is equivelent to mental scribbling. It rained like something fierce here today, just for a short time. It reminded me of some dead rock...
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