Today I wrote and slept.
I hated what I wrote, but enjoyed the process of writing it. I tend to feel the same way about my writing as I feel about myself. Sometimes I find it almost tolerable; usually, however, I loathe it.
Sleeping is better than writing as it brings you closer to the truth. I do not sleep nearly enough.
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