I noticed, the other day, that I hadn't written in what seems like a century. I then looked at the date of my last post, was reminded that my estimation was far from accurate. This, however, was the very least of my concerns.
My concern...
Sanity, clarity of thought, peace. These three are abundant when I write. God's gift to me, I assume. So why on earth do I make such goods friends with Neglect?
Good question
The answer?
I wish there was an apparent answer. Though, I know there is an answer and I will find it. Have no doubts of any sort (more for me than you).
My sollution...
Much like the popular sneaker maker slogan, I will do it (forget the just). This for me (though, I'm glad you read), so I shall treat it as such.
Writing for sanity's sake
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