Graphomania

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 The Woman lingered long on the words of Her Cocladist: \emph{aught else aside from our lot in life.}
 
 What \emph{was} her lot in life? What was \emph{a} lot in life? Was she limited only to one thing? Was she bound to stasis? And what, then, of her thoughts on eternal stillness? What did it mean that a seed had been planted within her and had lately begun to sprout? She knew where they came from.
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 The Woman and Her Friend set to work, then, discussing what she could do, what she could learn, what she could yet become.
 
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 The Woman and Her Friend decided that her path forward would be one of intent and deliberate action. After all, that is how our System works, yes? We intend to be wearing a piece of clothing we like and we are. We intend to step from this sim to that, and we do. We intend to fork and, lo! There beside us stands another instance of ourself! They are a whole new us! They can live their own life, going their own separate way and making their own choices, or perhaps they can go out to do some task or another or visit some friend for coffee and then quit, merging themself back down into us.
 
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 There was joy, yes, but it was not a complete joy. Her hedonism with food was a lovely hedonism and she cherished it, but it was not the hedonism she needed for this task.
 
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 There was no simple way to approach this next form of joy for The Woman.