Was so numb for days, but today I am not. And it hurts, the good kind of pain. The one that gets you thinking, moving and dreaming for a different, better life. I know what got me out of lethargy. I always wanted to write, but I do not. I wish I could wholeheartedly claim that I cannot write, but I dont know if that is the truth. The truth I know is simply: I do not write. Have not for a long while now. Yesterday I watched an explosive and brilliant bit of writing in one of my favorite... Melancholia
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