Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
Spent the afternoon in the sunlight keeping company with two religious figures and the ghosts of Goetia. Reduced myself to tears and I can't remember why. Maybe I needed a cigarette. My pen pal says it's the writing process.
No wonder I can't get much done.
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