flash by flawnt

I like to think of my own writing. I like to think of my own writing. I really do. I like to think of my own writing as a game between my unconscious (using the concept ‘my unconscious’ losely, including, among others, your unconscious) and my conscious mind (using the concept ‘mind’ losely as well, including, among others, your minds). I like to think of my own writing as something that goes on largely behind closed curtains. Wrestling with that verity feels like the work of a lifetime.  I like to think of my own writing. I like to think. I like my thinking.