I'm sick to goddamn death of words.
I prefer noise.
But there will be more words.
NO MAS PALABRAS is the biggest lie of all.
I have Virgo rising and Mercury in Pisces.
There will always be more words.
Today I received more grist for the mill.
Time to make the donuts, as they say.
And by that I mean write my next novel.
Vaya con dios.
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