And you sit there in your sweats and t-shirt, with no make-up and your hair pulled back in a ponytail or pushed back with a headband, mindlessly snacking on cheese doodles or jelly beans or microwave popcorn while you and you alone try to figure out how to tame these characters and make them behave.
That's how most writers spend a lot of their time. And that's what I thought of when I snapped photos of these flowers one day.
All alone. The only one seeing what you see. The only one hearing these characters.
The. Only. One.
Do you ever get the feeling you're the only one out there?
P.S. We'd like everyone to join us today for a birthday celebration.
|HAPPY BIRTHDAY SMARTY PANTS!|