a year ago, I was worried I'd never finish anything
120 days ago, I was afraid my idea was strange
a few weeks ago, I reflected on the day I decided to start typing again
it felt so good, so final, the culmination of years of skills and research
I did it, I finished so many things this year and I kept on writing more
if anyone ever tells you not to follow your dreams;
tell them to burn in hell
it's so worth it
100,000 goals are now the only thing I see and every time I lap one,
i feel more and more free
this is who i'm meant to be
we all feel worthless sometimes, like we aren't good enough,
like we won't ever make it
breaking through that ceiling is the hardest climb we will ever take
but the air outside, it's so sweet
i've never been so proud of me as I am now, looking forward to 400K
and another 400K more
i'm already planning my next trilogy.














