The only thing I was fit for was to be a writer, and this notion rested solely on my suspicion that I would never be fit for real work, and that writing didn't require any. Russell Baker (1925 - )
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
ARGH.
I can't write. Can't write a decent blog post, that is. Tried twice so far. To no avail. Music and coffee didn't help. This is bad.
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