I was going to start my novel today, but I didn’t. I watched television instead. My agent, of course, thinks I have been working on it for the past three months, but I have actually been perfecting my powers of telekinesis. I can now lift my bookshelf for over three minutes so long as I don’t flinch. It may not lend itself to literary celebrity, but washing dishes has become a snap.
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