The later it gets, the more I look back over my old writing. And the more I look back over my old writing...

I'm looking back at a story I wrote in college, and I'm comparing the original to a revision I did, and I'm actually finding things about the original I like better than the revision. So that's something.

Have you ever read something you wrote a while ago and been really intrigued, and then at some point it just stops and you're like, "Wait--why'd you stop?!"

So much of this is like reading the writing of a completely different person. And I guess it is, at the end of the day.

And then there are other things where I'm just like, "Ok, what was the FUCKING point of this?"

...I should go to bed.

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Last thing

I think this was a fun prompt amongst writing friends back in college

And THESE were my contributions