A Memory

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Sometimes I just need to write. I see a pen or a notebook or the handwriting of other people and I just need to see the ink flow. I want to see the transformation from a blank piece of paper to something that is mine and could only be created by me.

To be honest, that was the case here too. I saw my pen, picked it up and just began to write.

I discovered there's nothing wrong with that. It might seem useless, but it's far from it. It's like a photograph, my own mark in this world. It's a written piece from a spontaneous moment, just like a photograph that captures a moment. It's from now and only now.

I'm making memories.

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