“Writing isn’t how you move the pen on the paper; it’s how you move the world in your mind.”
What are you going to study?
I don’t know. Everything… Nothing.
I mean, what’s your major going to be?
Whatever I end up studying.
Can you spit out one straight answer?
Sarcasm is the spice of life.
…so what do you like to do?
I like writing.
You should be a writing major.
You should be a life coach.
What?
It’s not like it pays the bills or anything.
But you like writing, witty lines, playing with words; so why not be a writer?
I like playing with words, but I’m not just going to jump into bed with them.
Amidst a convention center crowded with happy bubbly people there stood a grumpy looking woman, slightly over weight, bending over to pick up trash one piece at a time, meticulously–definitely paid by the hour–her scowl and her shirt expressing her love for her job, both reading “JUST DO IT.”