7.2.06

A refill?

Maybe the reason we write isn’t to be heard, isn’t to be understood – Are either of these, in the grand scheme, as it were, necessary? – I don't think I want to be understood. If I'm understood, there's an end, not only to the understanding, but an end to me. And I don't mean death; I mean potential. We write because we need to empty our heads onto paper, onto cyperscreens. When we’ve emptied our heads, they can fill again.

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