I've been adrift. Lost. Looking for direction. The ideas that want to save you may, in fact, be your undoing. But the trying may get you somewhere better. Or it may wreck you. Make you want to take a match to the pages that have piled up so far. But since there is no way to tell, no diagnostic that will make you more certain of your method, you must try. This is what I tell myself, anyway, as I begin to cut a new path towards the end.
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