The Rest of Ever

Yesterday was one of those days where it sucked as a day, and I sucked as a person, and I just wanted it to be over. Bad doctor's appointment, bad commute, sore thumb (literally! And yes, Willow, it does stick out). All in all, it blew.

Except for the four hour period where I sat at Panera crossing out words, expanding character motivations and responding to comments from critique partners and my awesome, school-assigned mentor.

And I realized, more than I ever have before, that this is what I want to do for the rest of my life.

I just have to make it happen.