The Rambling of a Bored Truckstop Worker

There is a lot to go and do in this world of ours, especially as finals approach and we worry about where we are going to jump to from our perch. After all, you've got to land somewhere, but you just don't know where you are going to fall. Never mind that having had to start working for the first time in my life, as well as living with a roommate who uses my computer, cuts into my writing time. I'm not really sure if that causes issues or just highlights the fact that I'm horrendously bad at completing stories. I usually can't visualize an end until I make one up halfway through, and I usually just go with what idea pleases me until I get tired of it halfway through.

Maybe if I could write a short fic, I'd be able to break the cycle.

Will contemplate this lesson deeply.