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Thoughts are not the sum of their parts. A hundred three word phrases on the highway do not amount to creativity. Not every seed of every concept is as novel and original on paper as it seems in my head. I feel like my mind is a gigantic oil field with a single rig pumping day and night to get the tiniest flow of ideas out. Like a water tower has sprung a pinhole leak, and the city's reserve of water is just barely trickling down the side.