Hours have gone by, and I keep writing, rewriting, and deleting. I can’t get it out of me. I am pregnant with a story, but as a man I can’t give birth. I need to find my inner anima, only she can give birth to the words in me and fill the page with her little children. Where are you my inner goddess? I can’t do this without you.
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