Yesterday I return to spinning. Since the all women private gym I attended closed, it's been nada in the exercise department. Now I go to the student recreation center - it's institutional, but it has good fans. (Four oscillating large fans are mounted in the ceiling's corners.)
What is the drive to write about experience? Oliver Sacks, for example, who devoted his life to studying and helping people...then wrote about these experiences. What inner, undefined purpose (besides the obvious ones) does this serve?
Short note today, sorry -
B.
In which Miss Daily Writing Habit follows her attempts to write a novel.
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