I haven't written for so long that when I began writing again a couple of days ago, I found that I had lost the knack. What I wrote was turgid and stagy. And whereas I had been able to write easily and fluently before, now it was an effort to produce even a few hundred words.
I've been finding it harder and harder to write ever since the whole Henrik dėbâcle. I used to believe that even though there were some bastards out there, fundamentally mankind was good, and that men could love and cherish each other selflessly. And now I don't.
Ah well, I'll try again today. Though to be sure, I am so tired I often fall asleep on the train.
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