Chila Woychik quote ✍️

This piece of earth I billet grows small. Bullets of time dart past, dropping shards of opportunity at my feet. And until the rift that surrounds my decaying body clamps shut — swallows me up like so many remains — I army on, simultaneously ignoring and saving my comrades in the hole. Such is a writer’s life.

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