11/13/2022
For the longest time I have wanted to be a writer.
It amazed me that someone could think of words, write them down, and then someone else would read those words and feel something.
I used to dream that one day I would walk into a bookstore and see my work on a shelf. Maybe I would even catch somebody thumbing through it. Then I would quickly turn around and run away in terror.
I wanted to be someone who could build worlds and create characters out of thin air, plots and stories that would inspire and entertain, and offer insights into moments otherwise uncharted or unfamiliar.
I am not a writer, but I still dream of being one. Because of that I continue to sit here and throw words upon my screen hoping some of them find each other and create a little magic.
I won’t give up. I’ll just take my time.
Little by little. Line by line.
Is there something you’ve always wanted to do, maybe you’re secretly working on it too?
(that was a lot of unintentional rhyming...forgive me)