faster goddammit!

disabling nothingness that  haunts our moves.  step one.  step two.  step twelve.

my hands provide the motions, my work provides the need, my mind provides the ability.  they assemble and just become a mess.

i’ll get it done soon.  i always get it done soon.  for some reason soon hasn’t seemed soon enough.

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