You know those times when you feel a certain way and you want more information on that certain feeling, that specific but confusing feeling, and, because the internet has the answer to everything, you google key words from your situation and get results that might pertain to someone but not you because your situation is specific, and you get so frustrated with the internet that you can't just sit down and type out your whole situation in the search bar, send it out into the google mind, and get that one perfect result like the internet is your own personal god, and say okay, now I understand, now I have an answer?
That's the 2012 problem. You get so used to searching the internet to find out your favorite singer's cat's name and the video of that one kid with the squirrel that you expect it to have real answers to real questions of the self. So you try the same keywords in different forms of each word, in different tenses. Something will work. I will push the right button, dial up the lucky lottery numbers, sing the perfect note.
These are all questions you should be asking yourself when you write, and you have, but they keep getting stuck in a wheel. I'm going to get this quote wrong, but "if you're looking for the perfect thing to read and haven't found it, then you have to write it." I'm thinking that's probably right in this situation.
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