Boring, limiting rules

I want to write something today. Something that is not work.
When it is work, a string will be tied, inside your head, with rules hanging from it. Rule 1, don’t use this word. Rule 2, you can’t start it like that.
Rules are always, without exception, boring. Limiting. Why not leave a line hanging. Why not a word in the middle of your text if it could convey much more than a paragraph of sentences.
Journalism, that’s why. It is not literary, not expected to be, not always. You can stretch a wee bit using the feature tag. Even that will go through knives, sharper than the ones in your kitchen. By the time they are done, there will be little left of what you started with. As long as you aren’t doing the cooking yourself, you are not going to like the recipe. Or if you like it, you are not going to own it. Someone else’s curry. Someone else’s nice curry made from a few ingredients you began with. 

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