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I need to force myself to write in this thing more often. Even if it's just inane babbling. I mean, christ, I've re-read what I wrote from my cubicle in New York. Did the world really need to know the only reason I wear pants is so I can have pockets? Probably not. But there it was anyway. I need to find that liberated way of thinking about this blog again. I've become too inhibited with what I share, based solely on the self-biased point of view that nobody wants to hear it. Even if that's true, the focus of my writing has shifted away from what it should be (writing for myself). Attempts to remedy this continue.