you think everything is right, but it's not. I'm getting one of those feelings. But no way to know until what is not right happens.
In the meanwhile I am working in a manuscript to submit to a comrade. The strange part about the writing world (as is everything else) is the competitiveness. We all know that we are working against one another although belonging to an art which benefits from assisting each other.
I don't believe "we" (that means this is a disclaimer) focus on creating small groups and helping those people out. We don't help out as many as we can.
I feel as if i'm saying everything with twice the words i need to use.
Let me be precise:
To survive it feels as if we
*adios*
In the meanwhile I am working in a manuscript to submit to a comrade. The strange part about the writing world (as is everything else) is the competitiveness. We all know that we are working against one another although belonging to an art which benefits from assisting each other.
I don't believe "we" (that means this is a disclaimer) focus on creating small groups and helping those people out. We don't help out as many as we can.
I feel as if i'm saying everything with twice the words i need to use.
Let me be precise:
To survive it feels as if we
- need to be selfish
- network for the purpose of benefit
- are pressured by time
- never know what is going on around us
*adios*
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