A friend just commented to me that some of my best writing happens when I'm 'down'.
It's the 'tortured artist' complex I guess. Think Sylvia Plath and Toulouse Lautrec.
And it must have some validity because those mates I have that I correspond mostly with by email or on-line tend to disappear when their lives are going well.
Better things to do, I guess.
Good on 'em too.
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