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3.02.2010

silence and the tapping of a pencil

It seems that I have been completely drained of anything to say or write in the last few days, which sucks because a lot of my life in school requires a lot of writing. What usually happens is I start drawing little swirly men in the margins, go slightly cross-eyed, and leave a completely lifeless paragraph of writing on the paper.

Like I am now.