Some people try to
"Talk me out of writing this much". Yeah, right. They're all envious,
obviously. Like that'd ever happen! Ha ha! The habit is too hard wired into my
mind now. It's automatic. My words in my word processor are like bullets in a
machine gun, ready to mow pretty much anyone down as circumstances warrant. I'm
very at home here. I'm comfortable here. On a word processor. Any word
processor, really. In a perfect world, my artist's psyche wouldn't be blocked,
and would be just as bulletproof as my journal sessions, but by now it's
obvious to me bulletproof art work schedules and bulletproof writing schedules
are entirely different things.
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