I have, over the years, gradually learned my limits. One of them is that, when I have a cold, that vague sense of disassociation with what’s happening means that my writing is probably a lot less coherent than it seems. Thus, I don’t write much when I have a cold. The relevance of this is left as an exercise for the reader.
- Date: 2003-10-01 20:08:33 -0500
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::I fill your world with hugs, using a firehose::