Fiction, It’s What’s For Dinner
March 22, 2012
I was thinking out loud in my head as I drove home tonight that life is fiction. It could be what ever you want it to be. But of course, that’s not exactly true. I mean, you may want to be a Shuttle astronaut, well that’s not gonna happen…unless you got in before they cancelled the program. You might aspire to be the Queen of England. Not. They’ve got one already. I guess my point is you can be almost anything you want (with in the bounds of physics).
The future is unwritten. Go write yours.
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Write your own, before someone else tries to write it for you.
Work in progress Stevie.
that was adorable! I need photos in mine, but don’t know how to take them, put them in the computer, or move them over to a blog, so……yeah. You win.
Winning.
It’s why I get out of bed each day. 😉