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I don’t feel much like writing. I do, however, feel like moving down the brief moment of fiction so you don’t have to keep looking at it.

Oh yeah, and I feel like improving my life a little bit.

More on that as I figure out how to do it.

Possible steps toward that goal: More guitar playing. Less drinking. More writing. Less poker playing. More home improvment projects. Less sleeping. More work ethic. Less working for the weekend.

That’s a start, eh?