I don’t feel very much alive lately. Pain and ailments have driven away most of my ambition, but I’m still here nevertheless. I don’t always want to be here. I do today. Today matters. Writing once was my passion, but I cannot locate the drive in which I once obtained. The goal needs to be an outcome of serious writing, or the drive to accomplish serious writing.
A cliché is needed here: A Word to the Wise: I often describe dark events and thoughts which may or may not reflect a certain reality. It is advisable for any reader not to concern himself with worry over words typed almost anonymously, which appear negative and depressive.
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