“Why do you write when no one reads?”
Annoyed at seeing me involved with my notebook all day long, she asked me.
“Go ahead and read it”, I pushed the notebook towards her.
She was caught off guard. I knew it. “I don’t have the time”, she said hesitatingly.
“Sure, I do have time. So that’s why I write. Don’t force me into a state wherein I don’t have it either.”
“Got it.”
The message had hit home.
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