Saw this today in passing and love the sentiment. I feel this way, that without writing, reality would reduce me to a blithering idiot (yeah, just stop what you’re thinking right now). I feel that I’m addicted to writing, but that’s okay; I feed it, and it feeds me.
To paraphrase Ray, time again to write like crazy, and get high on words and ideas.
Michael Seidel, writer 
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