Words have power. So, if you have a writer's block, you become powerless? Seemed so. Words flow, yet the dam of routine manages to stop it. Reading helps. A lot of reading helps a lot. Type away. Write on. Sending such messages to my lethargic mind has finally worked it seems. Look around. Is winter here? What will the next word be? Will these words form meaningful sentences? It is almost like learning to talk again. There shall be no more silly excuses anymore. Writing is the bane of existence for a writer, perhaps. How did I survive then? Yes, I survived, I did not live... Now, I shall LIVE again!
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