Dear Diary,
I have a story inside today, but it doesn’t want to come out. Something yearning and churning within. I’m sure it’s a calling, a rendezvous with greatness.
I guess I’ll sleep on it until the welter overflows this container and spews letters and words in superb syntax. I need to contemplate this dilemma over a quad-shot latte. I’ll be back.
Love,
Me.
PS Love me.
keep it up...the magic will come 💓💓