In a deconstructive place with writing.

too much done in such a short space as far as book design, torrent making, uploading, promoting and shit.

Hit a brick wall walking back into Coffee and Sugar.

No lack of creativity. I can see everything playing in my mind.

The faucet is broken.

Nothing spilling onto the paper.



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