Give me my muse
back
let me
write
think
sleep
in peace.
Let me write
think
sleep
in peace.
Think
sleep
write
peace.
Sleep
write
peacethink
think.
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Silly goosewilly things that make days turn into osmotic nights and vice versa. For most part, this is balderdash that only makes sense to me. May those of you who tread past and understand not a thing, rest in peace.
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Don't worry, muses always come back - though sometimes they do take rather extended lunch breaks, maybe because the beer was especially good!!!
I think I'm gonna print that out, and tape it to my bedpost.. then I'll read it, re-read it, re-re-read it, till I fall asleep :(
P.S. I haven't been sleeping too well.. Summer's here, I guess..
Funny; my muse keeps me awake a lot of the time.... there's the paradox, I suppose. Having her around can be just as bad as losing her...
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