So here I write, surrounded by a sea of A4 and A3 sized paper. Headlines, sentences, words, all ideas, all lost. Just a graveyard of thoughts and me, sat in the middle. Staring into a blank page, waiting for something to happen. Sometimes it does and most of the time it doesn't. But somehow I always manage to get it done on time.
Ah what a life.
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