On how much I love writing. That is what came to my mind when I wrote the first line. Have you felt like words could liberate? Liberate from a thought stuck in your head...a loud scream captured in a blog that I hope no one ever reads...except you. But only after i am long gone. Maybe, my secret hope is that you could print it all...and make money. And give it away. My books...need to go to a library, called Madhatter. I am a madhatter you know.
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