I am 34 years old and have been writing since I was seven. A man once asked me what I would do if I ever lost both of my hands and could no longer write. I told him that I would learn to write with my feet. He asked me what would happen if I then lost my feet. I told him I would learn to write with a stylus between my teeth. Exasperated, he asked me what I would do I could not write at all. I told him that I would die. He could not understand that for me, writing is akin to breathing.
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