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A letter  ·  Freedom

Permission slip

You have been standing at a counter for years, waiting for someone to come out of the back and give you the go-ahead. Start the thing. Leave the job. Call yourself a writer, or whatever the word is.

There is nobody in the back. There never was. The counter is something you built so you would have somewhere to wait.

Walk around it.

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