Reflection of a Writer: Relating

Last night, it seemed my sense of weariness had went to lunch, leaving alive and attentive far into the hours of morning before it returned late with excuses instead of getting to the task of putting me to sleep. Not being able to sleep caused my thoughts of wonder as I drifted in my sea…

Waking up to reality…

Tonight, I believe I have come to one of the greatest realizations that I might ever come to, as a writer of course. A shocking true that is so undeniable that I almost crumbled, curling into a ball to hid my shame from the world and crying like a child who had realized everything that…