A natural storyteller.

Thanks to some positive feedback, I decided to set about doing some creative writing this evening, only to realize after an hour or so that the story I was working on was completely devoid of any real plot, progression, structure or characters. It was a story about socks.

Socks, people.

This is what I have chosen to do with my life, apparently.

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