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Okay. Okay. Okay

I've been cruising between blogs for the past four hours, reading all this stuff people have written about things. And I've reached this point where I can't imagine how they do it at all.

How do you impart coherent thought so easily, so casually? How do you write about your opinions without sounding brash or tactless? How do you manage to suck me in and feed me your ideas with apparently no effort at all?

I'd love the capability to do that. Love it! And yet I feel like I couldn't live up to it on even the basest level.

See, look what happened there. Those two thoughts didn't logically follow at all. My mind wanders and it puts out a mushy mush of uncoordinated half-sentences.

It seems the most useful conclusion I can draw from this is that writing things isn't as immediate a pleasure as reading them, lest ye manage to fall in love with the editing process or something.