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I wait, patiently and otherwise, for the day when I can sit down and write exactly what I feel, right then, and have it come out perfect.

Ha!

It would be lovely if that were the case. The only thing is, whenever I do write about anything touchy-emotional-unedited, it makes me cringe to read it later. If there was a bonfire at the moment, I would burn it; sadly, the trashcan usually has to suffice.