I have not a thought, not a trace of anything on my mind. I feel as if I could form a trickle of cobweb, just a speckle of powder, land dust on my nerve endings to spark some kind of beginning. It would feel lovely. I’d imagine it would be breathtaking, if I could put words into those thoughts.

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