I tried to write a short story today but I can’t.
Imagine if I’m not meant to be a writer at all?
I mean, what if?
If I had to have a career where I wasn’t writing my life would literally be completely 180 degress from what I thought it would be. Then I would be saddened to know that I have been living in a naive fantasy world my whole life. Even crazier to imagine- what if that life is better? Whoa.