The thought that had been swimming inside of the  Blue Man 's mind now swam faster. So fast that it reached land. Escaped the mind of the Blue Man. The thought had now become a reality. The thought beamed across physical space. Exited  Italy yyyyyyyy, flew across the air of...

The  Blue Man was on a boat. He let the thought swim around in his head. He hadn't thought of himself like that in awhile. Had been Marc Love. Marco to everyone on the trip. Through various means he managed to escape it all to  Italy the sun surrounded him...

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't write.

In fact trying made it even harder.

One time he had quit his job in order to write full-time. That was the most miserable. For a week he wrote a few paragraphs a day. All of them deemed meaningless garbage by evening's time.

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