Free Write
Isn’t this strange? How I can write about anything I want and yet I don't have the slightest idea what to go on about. Perhaps it's because it's early and I haven’t been able to think about anything other than the breakfast I haven’t had yet. It’s also strange how boring this summer is for me. I haven’t done much. I made a list of things to do with my friends and we haven’t accomplished a single thing. We still have a month and a half to get through some of it but it's just funny how we haven't done anything yet. The things on the list are pretty simple too and we’ve all done them individually. It's just that our schedules don’t really match up.
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