Sunday, June 28, 2020
Aspiring Attitude
As I go through my writings, I am astonished at how many I weed out. I found a jewel today that gave me much needed inspiration to overcome my piss poor attitude. I've been wallowing in a belief I am just too mushy and dorky a person to ever write like Neil Gaiman. Why even write? Then this piece and I had to double check to make sure it was mine. Then a mirror for my ego and I am strutting a new attitude.
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