as in had about forty entries flying outta me through the first ten or so days of the month... and then robin decided to forget what dreams may come (or maybe he just could not longer wait to find out... but what an unpleasant way to go home, na nu shma nu) and the next ten days say maybe ten entries and wah wah wah all the way to the end of the month winding down, like a waning super moon... or something like that...
and if i am lucky i am getting four hours sleep since then, which further diminishes the words as the body aches and neck demands sleep (such acute subconscious instinctive control of mind or matter, if you only knew)... not even time to fill in... much...
maybe the energy and inspiration and hope and optimism and wonder will return next month... maybe i need a new drug... if only the legal technicalities didn't get in the way...
seriously, i was...
narf :)
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