25.1.12

Cold feet.


Apprehensions. Cold feet. These are the words we were looking for today, but could not really find in the scorch of the moment. I don't know what I would be if I was no longer a writer. Then again, if it's who I am, I'd be one even without a fancy business card to prove it. A fancy business card would be nice, though. I really do hope things work out, or yours truly is deeply screwed.

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