Most movies, books, and great stories involve writers who are able to transform thoughts into written words. Well, I’m waiting for someone to invent a device where my thoughts are extracted out of my head and into the computer and then later I just have to organize them… But… It’s not happening.
I have always dreamt of being a writer. However, I haven’t worked hard enough for it. My grammar isn’t pristine, I no longer know in which language I want to write (English or Spanish) and I believe there are so many good stories out there that I doubt my stories are any good. What should I do about my dream?
Because I’m a persistent human I will try to make my dream come true. Because believing in myself is the one thing I can do. So let me bore you with everyday problems, let me surprise you with horrible grammar mistakes, let me awe you by putting my heart in every word.
And then maybe one day I’ll read this and say: This is where I became to live the dream.
