Been working on this essay. Working, working, working. Free writing. Going back, moving things around. Free writing some more. Bitching, in words, about free writing. Bitching, in words, about the circles in which I seem to be spiraling while trying to finish this damn, argh, essay.
The horse is dead now, tonight.
Hopefully, will awaken to new, happy, fresh horse tomorrow to beat!
Isn't that a dismal metaphor? Ew.
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