When I was in high school, and ideas for stories came faster than I could write them down, I tended to attribute the ones that came the most easily as coming from something outside of myself.

These days I no longer have the urge to attribute everything in my life to something mystical, but there’s something about my newest idea that begs for that perspective.

And now I have freaky deja vu.


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