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September 1, 2013
There used to be a little voice on my left shoulder which would say things like, "Hey, you should write something today. Come on. It may not be 'good', but it's good for you. It's therapeutic."

That voice could sometimes drown out the other voice on my right shoulder which said things like, "You are terrible, you are embarrassing yourself, the way you use commas makes me wish you were dead."

About six months after the first voice disappeared, the second voice realized he wasn't needed and he left, too. I miss writing, but I don't know where to start.