Things I have done today other than those things I was supposed to do:

 

Considered setting up a diary.

Written three thousand words of erotica.

 

Drafted one poem, edited another.

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Gone on a short jaunt to a friend’s medical appointment.

Committed to participating in a risotto, a workshop, a reading group.

Worried about what to wear to a date.

Made a doctor’s appointment.

Listened to the same song on repeat.

Some minor flirting (by text and also in person).

That, my friends, is how much I hate Heidegger.

 

 

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