It's 6.30 in the morning, and this means I haven't slept for the whole night. What was I doing? Dear, dear, I was trying to write a 300-word piece for a newsletter, after I stopped writing it at 2 o'clock. Weeding is a difficult task, believe me. Weeding words is comparatively easy, but difficult nevertheless. Then, I wandered off, reading other people's blogs.
Just when I thought I was at the end of the fatigue spectrum, I went through it without noticing. There's the power of words, demonstrated once again.
You'll find yourself galloping like a horse when you find people across the web, typing away in a flurry, across hyper-charged personal spaces and digital ether, just to make you read. Admit it, you're privileged...
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