Enough complaining! I’m so sick of myself. Everyday I feel sorry for myself. Nobody loves a looser. I gotta get a life. Time for a road trip. Haven’t been at the beach for ages. Found myself a real nice pen-insula. So excited.
I’m having a crisis here. I’m doubting myself. I’m not sure what my future looks like, or if there even IS a future for a guy like me. Is anyone even writing anymore these days? Every time I look around I see people staring at their mobiles. When is the last time you’ve written a … Read More
Life is tough. Sometimes I wish I could just quit writing and start a new life. But hey, what options are there for a guy like me? I mean, come on…. I am a pen and I’m shaped like a pencil, kinda trans-pen or inter-pencil, and I’m really not sure where I belong. People tell … Read More