I already skipped a day. I thought about writing yesterday, but that doesn't count, does it?
Writing for me is like exercise. I never want to do it. I postpone doing it. Then, once I do it, I feel so good that I don't want to stop. But I have to stop. At least for now. I have work to be doing.
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