Tuesday, July 23, 2019

Flash fiction

I started writing something about weight last week. I was working on it yesterday. Adam said: "I like it, but I feel like I've heard it before."

I'm wondering if that meant that he's simply heard the story -- hell, lived through it with me -- or if it's been told before. Those are two different things. But what isn't different is if I'm enjoying writing it. That I can't tell quite yet.

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