In the back of my mind was the constant hankering, almost yearning, to write but something always stopped me in my tracks. Or if I did find my way to put a pen to paper or finger on a keyboard I'd give up after a few minutes. I'd find other things to do: Anything but writing.
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“Facetiousness is allowable when it is the most proper instrument of exposing things apparently base and vile to due contempt.”