I should write again. I feel I really should do.
Write. Something else. Not briefs or speeches or recruitment ads.
Write.
What then should I write about?
I feel like Christian who's moved to bohemian Montmartre to live a penniless existence as a writer, who believes in all that is important - beauty, freedom, truth and above all... love. But he had one problem - he's never been in love!
And I... I have nothing to write about.
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