still wondering
26 September 2001 - 7:10 p.m.

And with the unfathomable wish to re-read my books comes the never-ending desire to just write.

But is that it at all? (I wonder again). Do I write because I read? Do I write because I fear I will not be able to write in the days to come? What is it? What is the reason behind these illogical urges of mine?

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