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It's self important to call it writer's block, but I'm suffering a marked lack of things to say. I always feel like it's got more to do with a lack of practice, like I should be writing notebooks full of crap to mine one decent song, but in the meantime it's frustating. My midwestern work ethic is whispering laziness, but the more I push on it the tighter it closes.

Most times when it's this shut off I just have to look for strong impulses like loss or sex and make something up around even the connotation of those aches, but nothing comes.

Sorry. You'll see me when I've got a point.

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