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May. 15th, 2009 06:07 pmMy life is less full of paper. I have evilly destroyed three piles of it.
My life is not less full of books: I gave up on everything this afternoon and slept it away. I feel better. My pile of books that I can read in bed when thing get dire, is, alas, undiminished.
My life is entirely full of words. I shall edit a hundred pages tonight and write at least five. Just as well I'm a night person. Also just as well I got rid of the paper so I have space to fill with more. Even better that I had a rest and that I am somewhat of a night owl.
As my life is less full of paper, so I am more full of the need to complete tasks.
My life is not less full of books: I gave up on everything this afternoon and slept it away. I feel better. My pile of books that I can read in bed when thing get dire, is, alas, undiminished.
My life is entirely full of words. I shall edit a hundred pages tonight and write at least five. Just as well I'm a night person. Also just as well I got rid of the paper so I have space to fill with more. Even better that I had a rest and that I am somewhat of a night owl.
As my life is less full of paper, so I am more full of the need to complete tasks.