Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Friday, February 28, 2003

Sometimes I worry that one day, I'm going to write something that leaves me feeling like something had been ripped out of me - not a feeling of pain, just one of quiet hollow, an absence, that creative element temporarily fled - that I'm going to get that feeling, and it's never going to go away.

This is what worries me.

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