Just for the record

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read something from Haruki Murakami:

"likewesaid, we'lldowhatwecan. Trytoreconnectyou, towhatyouwant," said the Sheep Man. "Butwecan'tdoit-alone. Yougottaworktoo.
Sittingsnotgonnadoit, thinking'snotgonnadoit." "So what do I have to do?" "Dance," said the Sheep Man. "Yougottadance. Aslongasthemusicplays. Yougotta dance. Don'teventhinkwhy. Starttothink, yourfeetstop. Yourfeetstop, wegetstuck. Wegetstuck, you'restuck. Sodon'tpayanymind, nomatterhowdumb. Yougottakeepthestep. Yougottalimberup. Yougottaloosenwhatyoubolteddown. Yougottauseallyougot. Weknowyou're tired, tiredandscared. Happenstoeveryone, ok? Justdon'tletyourfeetstop." (from Dance Dance Dance)

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take the last sip from the coffee, go switch off the gas before the stuff in the pan gets overcooked, remove the damn socks, stretch the arms, check the cup if there are some drops left in the bottom, smile at yourself doing that, rotate your head clockwise and counter-clockwise, listen to an audio recording of the soothing voice of an artist explaining how he gives birth to his craft, yes keep blinking like that maybe someone comes and writes on behalf of you, ohooo be serious!, start to count the lines and the colors on your ugly sweater (think why you are wearing it then) pistachio-indigo blue-navy blue-purple-black-white (maybe it's not that ugly), now curse at the lazy keys that cause too much work for your fingers, push them once twice or more till you can offer your letters, words, and sentences to the dusty archives of time which consists of a 24/7 library, its guards never sleep never have sex, never leave for walking and watching people eating sunflower seeds in a park, the library keeps recording, doesn't matter if you utter bullshit or beans of sublime wisdom the library finds them worth saving and accepts your intended-or-unintended-entry, so the shelves are heavy with finished and unfinished tales of people sleeping, having sex, walking in a park, eating sunfower seeds...sending missiles & bombs onto each other's roofs, going on hunger strike...tales from their own mouths or from others', the library gathers dreams also so watch out when your unconscious part messes around, (stop here and ask yourself what the hell you are talking about)

Hmmm, did you want to write something?! Maybe next time...
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