It's funny how one of the things that you really enjoy in life does not even fit into your own schedule. An english major who longs to write about little daily occurances, hasn't the time. What a craft, to take experience of the littlest kind and turn it into something so big, that perhaps only the author will truly appreciate its meaning and depth. Until those sequenced moments of liberation, one must scratch down catalysts on stained napkins and folded receipts while driving.
Make time for what you enjoy... What a concept!
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