I'm afraid. I'm afraid to be back here, after what happened in my Geography lesson today.
It's probably nothing.
But I think the first signs of addiction are just vague ones, after all.
Even so, I wonder if I should just quit and not come back here.
As I looked down at my Geography book, full of boring crap about pressures on the rural-urban fringe, at what I'd just written, for just a split second, I could see square brackets around some of the words. I imagined what I would call the node for my work, and what I'd softlink it to.
And then it was gone.
I could only stare at my book in horror.
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