unsure where my writing is going
a pile of notebooks are splayed next to my keyboard
I used to write everything long hand first
Not any more, yet, here is proof that I once did
Now I merely start typing
Often unsure of where I am going
The journey undecided
the ending a mystery to everyone including me
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