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Complex Numbers #682283 added January 3, 2010 at 10:13pm
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The Light that Never Warms
Today, I told myself, I would finally get some work done on a story I want to submit to a magazine. Goal, remember?
Naturally, I kept putting it off, finding other stuff to do that brought me more immediate satisfaction
| It's not what you're thinking |
I swear I don't know why I do this to myself. It's like there's something inside of me telling me I shouldn't even be trying, to be content with what I have.
I am content with what I have. I just want something else, too.
Is that so goddamn wrong?
I'm going to go buy a ping-pong paddle to use on my inner brat.
Bastard.
Tomorrow, then. No excuses.
(Yeah, right, like that'll happen.)
*Kick* Ow! |
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