oh no! u can't sleep anymore?????where did ur artistic talent go?
So why do I write, torturing myself to put it down? Because in spite of myself I've learned some things. Without the possibility of action, all knowledge comes to one labeled "file and forget", and I can neither file nor forget. Nor will certain ideas forget me; they keep filing away at my lethargy, my complacency. Why should I be the one to dream this nightmare? Why should I be dedicated and set aside–yes. if not to tell a few people about it? There seems to be no escape.- Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man
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