Lost – Day #104

I find writing can take on many of the characteristics of a river – sometimes free flowing, other times clogged up with silt. I have spent a good while jammed up behind a big beaver dam knee-deep in silt, but I feel I may be coming up for a change. I have been ruminating over a single project for far too long now… So, with a singularity of purpose, I must get it finished ASAP. Later is no longer an

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