I enjoy it, it's like...my drug, I get a rush off of writing and sometimes I can take it slow, slow slow and just think about it but there are other times like this when I just...go at it! My fingers acquire a life of their own and they just start typing typing typing and I feel the adrenaline going to my head, I can barely stay seated and it the words just become sentences and thoughts and surprisingly enough they make sense!
I love it.
My background picture while writing this essay, I love this painting, I hope when I die I go to this heaven,
The School of Athens by Raphael
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