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@BringMeMyFix
I'm still having difficulty reading. I was doing fine, then I went to secondary school, and completely lost the urge.
Things improved once I left and went to The University Of Death, but then I taught English for a while and actually went to a real university (till I got bored and dropped out), which has killed all reading urges once more. Ironic when half the time I was meant to be helping people with reading difficulties.
Now I'm writing again. I don't mean these quasi-synchronous words. I mean narrative fucking verse in your contorted human faces.
It's fun. In general. But in this instance, it's fun and cycling orientedatededided. There's a good chance I could die before finishing it. Should that be motivating? I'm not sure it matters. Motivation doesn't really get me going anymore.
When I picked up my son from nursery today (he's 2), he was handed his daily sheet; a form that lists what he's ingested, and other exciting nuggets. I asked what it said. He scanned the page and replied, "A, B, C, X, Y, Z".
It's all so mechanical, and I'm callous enough to suggest that, fundamentally, it will always remain that way.