the art of being creepy
Is it possible to be in love with someone's writing? Can you fall in love with someone's words?
I read some writers and evison what they look like, wondering if they live in a little cabin by a remote lake. Just thinking , feeling, and existing on past regrets and jogs by the water. I take this minor thought, and imagine meeting them in an exotic country and spending nights laying on flat beds of sand, staring up at the sky with a cup of coffee asking them life's puzzeling questions, picking their brains, while listening to the ocean. I think this would be possibly the greatest thing of all time. Travelling and meeting writers, chilling out with them, storing their lives inside your head and notebook.
I read some writers and evison what they look like, wondering if they live in a little cabin by a remote lake. Just thinking , feeling, and existing on past regrets and jogs by the water. I take this minor thought, and imagine meeting them in an exotic country and spending nights laying on flat beds of sand, staring up at the sky with a cup of coffee asking them life's puzzeling questions, picking their brains, while listening to the ocean. I think this would be possibly the greatest thing of all time. Travelling and meeting writers, chilling out with them, storing their lives inside your head and notebook.
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