Part of the reason I am always getting rid of stuff is I can't get rid of the weight. If I weren't busy trying to eat myself to death, maybe I could keep around a few nonessentials. A few pretties. Maybe, I don't know. And the fact that I don't write, that's another reason I keep gorging and keeping giving stuff away -- that huge vicious circle thing.
I've got to write. I've got to. It's the only thing in the world that keeps me feeling half worth keeping around. The rest of the time I'm a waste of space and I listen to books on tape and read and watch the boob to keep that under wraps.
I've got to write. I've got to write. I've got to write. I've got to write. I've got to write. Regardless of whether or not anyone reads to, I have got to write.
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