Writing.

There are so many instances when I am replaying the whole scene that happened to me. Replaying them in my head with perfectly framed sentences and promising myself that I will write these down. Yet that never happens.
Why? I don’t know. Maybe because of the recent aversion to writing, maybe laziness or maybe somewhere I am afraid that if I write it down in ink the reality of it will finally sink in and there will be no going back.

Writing.

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