Something

I keep all my stories only in my head. And then I say to me, Me, you must write that all down tomorrow. Then Me doesn’t and there you have it. Ridiculous, really.

So here I am, writing nothing of consequence. Of all the topics to choose, I choose Nothing. And not the existentialist nothing, but really nothing.

I just needed to see words.

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