Yet.
Hasn't happened...yet.
I stay in motion, and my dreams do the same. I write or work on writing at least six days a week because that's my dream, and it needs to be fed like other parts of my life. Do I become discouraged? Of course. I'm human. But I pick myself up and continue. It doesn't matter so much if others in my close circle don't understand how truly the writing mirrors the beating of my heart. I understand it. I nurture it. I hold it close and murmur encouraging words. We make plans for the future. We grow.
We dream.
My dreams are built on a solid foundation of love, hard work, and diligence. And I will make sure they are given the best opportunity to bloom into the full manifestation of every second put into them. What I want, more than anything, is to share my stories with the world.
And I will. 💖
Always writing*
