I write a helluva n’essay. Just putting that out there.
Imagine what might be produced if I actually managed my time wisely?
[I’m only letting this unforgivable indulgence in arrogance slip out there because it’s late and I just finished my two essays due tomorrow. Upon coming to my senses at waking I may even delete this. Or it may drift on out there into the nebulous online annals of struggles won and lost and life lived unnoticed but not unthought-upon, until an anonymous soul stumbles onto it and ventures a comment, a tentative or sauntering interaction. Except that my struggles are always won, because I’m the good guy.
Some good things do happen past midnight.]
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