Consumed
Wednesday, May 15th, 1991A hunger.
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A hunger.
Autumn tradition.
The space between.
The poor don’t mind monotony. When teetering on the edge of survival, any surprise has too much potential for disaster. Only after we have some money to spare and begin to feel secure, does monotony become dull. Then we begin to crave adventure.
Depression accompanies fulfillment.
Thinking precedes writing.
I use up my daily ration of words.
Why is perfecting one’s craft is looked on with suspicion, as something that limits self-expression rather than expands it?
She remained frozen at the fence.
Route or rut? Routine: denoting a regular course or procedure; from French, from route ‘road’.