I've been robbed.

I haven't the confidence to hit the post button about anything. And so i return with very little to say but the determination to say it nonetheless.





What robbed me? What do you think it was? 

Complacence? Couldn't be. I'm not feeling complacent. Just content.

Then that must be it. 

Contentment robbed me of my will to write. 

So when i do finally get to making words the way i used to; tucking them in at the waist line and fluffing out their…

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