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Leanne oozes submission. I don’t dare collect it.

Sociopathy multiplied exponentially by power, wealth, and the amorality of high society.

A simple, non-negotiable preference.

Change is hard, and lately, a lot of change hasn’t been particularly good.

Impermissible fantasies

Effortless, ethereal beauty.

I don’t like being alone. But being with people doesn’t always help.

I don’t like waiting.

So much to write. So little time.

In which I issue an apology to any number of people I may have wronged and, in so doing, (I hope) clear up an unfortunate and lengthy case of writer’s block.