Trying not to think

The hardest part about delusions of grandeur is that they seem so darn reasonable when you are in the thick of them. Why wouldn't someone say that this is the best thing they've ever read? Of course someone would ask in a beseeching tone if I had any more material they could please look at, purely for the joy of experiencing my prose. Why not?

So foolish.

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