The only question this time, is if I really do finish all 8 pages will I be satisfied with the result? These hands...they've produced too much bs. these past few weeks -- is there anything left?
3 out of 8 pages in. 4ish more to go.
After this. One more essay due. (Not started).
The last essay I wrote was crap (I know it). This one is turning out shit too...M. if you really thought I tend to bs., you haven't seen anything yet. At least with my Mac. King essay I actually felt some sense of pride...now all I have is exhaustion. Every word I type is exasperated...
Even this...like dead leaves falling from my lips...I breathe in but I choke on them. It's not beautiful...none of it. Outside the birds chip...Spring slowly creeps in -- can it reach me from in here?
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