Acetaminophen for Breakfast

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Words, and Writing Them Down

Picking which idea gets written first is a tricky proposition. I close my eyes and listen to them recite themselves over and over. Some lead to more ideas. Others stand alone starkly or awkwardly. Some seem ridiculously and unnecessarily revealing. Or mundane. Or grandiose. Vain. A trope. My internal editor red-lines most everything, anymore.

However, I still crave writing and returning to the habit.

Baby steps.