Uninspirational Journal

This is my End.

…or so I thought

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It all began with one simple, yet significant realization.

Writing Hole

It fell off as a priority and its absence added to the hole into which I dug myself. Every time I acknowledged the slump I was in, and especially when I made paltry efforts, I would merely slide back down the steep…