It Made Me Think That

Ah Japhy You Taught Me The Final Lesson Of Them All, You Can't Fall Off A Mountain.

I Spent My Entire Youth Writing Slowly With Revisions And Endless Rehashing Speculation And Deleting And Got So I Was Writing One Sentence A Day And The Sentence Had No Feeling. Goddamn It, Feeling Is What I Like In Art, Not Craftiness And The Hiding Of Feelings.

I Am Always Thinking 'what Am I Doing Here? Is This The Way I Am Supposed To Feel?'

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You'd Be Surprised How Little I Knew Even Up To Yesterday