After a long day of school or work, I often come home wanting to write something about my day.
But what? There's nothing to write about. If I did force myself to write everyday, I'd have page after page of the exact same thing. I don't know what that says about my life, but one of the absolute worst things for a writer is to have nothing to write about. A boring person makes a boring writer.
At least I have my imagination?
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