This is a sample of my autobiographical writing. I hope you like it:
I woke up this afternoon in a haze, sweaty and groggy from the summer heat. The bad dream I had the night before set the tone for the day. The black printer on my desk had lost its shine, covered in a fine dust that mirrored the decay I was to discover inside it. Stuck as it is in permanent error mode, its former luster has faded in contradistinction with the beads of sweat on my forehead. Disgusted with the contraption, I distract myself by pouring a tall glass of iced tea. I feel a wave of pleasure as the cool liquid hits my tongue, knowing that my thirst will soon be quenched.
you have a gift, my friend. that is fantastic writing as i could envision it all as i read it. it let me FEEL what you were writing.
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love the freedoms you use here.
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Thank you for the comment. It's much appreciated.
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