One upon a time… I was a writer.
I didn’t have books or officially drafted screenplays, but I had a blog.
And it was more than a blog.
To my sophmore high-school self, it was a public journal.
A way to reflect my mind & heart
where others could be inspired by it.
I never searched for a topic. I never scheduled out when to post
outside of the morning routine of writing before the first class of the day would start.
I just let the pen do the talking.
Life has been & felt much different since those seemingly simpler days.
Complex now, sure, but absolute progress
with many areas of my life!
Consider this one much of many more that are likely to appear,
especially with this year!
‘Till then, Spark out 💥🐶
