now my ash tray's over flowing and i'm still staring at a blank white page

Ahhhhhh! I have been typing literally all day. Nine hours sitting at the same starbucks, in the same wooden seat, hunched over the same bleak, black table... writing.

I'm so done!

However some good did come out of it! I can now better articulate my ideas; or at least the ideas that I hold on the topic that I was writing about (education reform or more so the its short comings... a little more bleak than my starbucks experience.)

Needless to say

I'm done with writing for the day

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