Once upon a time, because of course it starts like that, I wrote a lot. As a kid, I filled notebooks like I was trying to beat some mythical word count boss battle. Every story was packed with drama, secrets, and characters who whispered to the wind for no reason other than it sounded deep. If a character cried, it was a single tear slipping down one cheek. If they laughed, it was a laugh that “didn’t reach their eyes”.
Yes. I was that girl.
Then life did what life does. Curveballs. Loss....