I have always loved writing short stories, yet I rarely finished them. Those half-formed tales still loop in my mind year after year; this has been happening since 2003. Somewhere I still have notebooks filled with odd handwritten stories.
I really must find them.
Although many years have passed, some ideas have lingered and evolved. My dreams somehow stitch unrelated fragments onto one stage; the human brain truly is marvellous at that.
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