The more I write, the more I want to write. Do I have a life outside of blogging? Absolutely. Yet it seems I can’t stop writing.
Why can’t I stop writing? – Answer #1
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The last line of the dream names my hunger: “She seems lonely for someone to talk with about real life.” Other parts of the dream identify behaviors I might want to leave behind, and a few unexpected personal capacities and resources. This post focuses on my hunger, and describes how things begin falling apart. Read the rest of this entry »