Monday, March 9, 2020

journal entry #194

I really don't know what's going on with my mind. I mean, I was long aware of it being fickle at some point, especially with my plans and what I want to write. But the scenarios I've been inagining — the ones I wrote in my journal that one time (that I won't post here, of course) — were the ones that are consistent. And I don't know why. But if that event could happen, then I'd be amazed at the power of my mind. I want to write more about that imagined life here, but perhaps next time.

I removed the A3! game on the tablet for good, so there's no more game to distract me anymore or to make me a worst procrastinator. And to think that I've been long aiming to be a bestseller author or an acclaimed scriptwriter. But you know what? I'm going to believe that I AM A BESTSELLING AUTHOR AND AN ACCLAIMED SCRIPTWRITER and I'm claiming it.

Pretty confident of me, huh?

Anyway, for now, I'll end this here to say good night. 😊❤️

おやすみăȘさい。

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