Tightroping on consistency

A minute ago, I tucked in bed, all ready to fall asleep any time soon. Then I remembered out of the blue that I didn’t write my blog for the day! I don’t know how I remembered, but thank goodness! Now here I am, writing some gibberish gibberish non-nutritious content for the day to keep up my streak. What is my relationship with this consistency? Is it passion? I don’t know. Is it for the sake of consistency itself? Maybe. I don’t know what is it. But I will let this carry me for now.

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