Perhaps it was a bit of naivete in thinking that one could be a writer. As with everything in life, one must first see things through the eyes of a child--and play like a child--if one is to even stand up and walk. But when one walks, we see higher--and we see from above. Perhaps that is why pigeons don't care where they shit; they have learned that nothing is sacred. One must beg the question, then, are pigeons nihilists?
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