I have stated this before, I don’t like feeling boxed in. Currently I feel boxed in, suffocated. My job is working my last good nerve. I am anxious to finish my novel, just to say I did it. It used to bother me when people would ask me why I wanted to write, or what is my Plan B if it fails. There is no Plan B, I want to write, point blank, period. Once I explain my position and how I feel and what I hope to achieve, I get odd looks or comments such as “It sounds like you just don’t want to work.” You know what? That may be true. I don’t want to work doing some B.S. I don’t want to do! That is just me, that is who I am. I will do whatever I need to do in order to make sure my family is taken care of, but that does not mean I have to like it. I believe stress will cut your life short and what is more stressful than doing something you don’t want to do? People these days are so miserable and I refuse to be one of them. If I can only write part time and my novels only reach a max of 100 people then I am fine with that. My writing is my safe place. It makes me happy and that is the most important thing to me. If you need to take a chance on something, who better to take a chance on than yourself? You will not know what you can achieve if you never try. There are two people in the Olympics that I know from school, one from high school, and one from college. I don’t know if the goal and intention was to make it to the Olympics, but they did. I can only imagine all the side glances they received when they announced they wanted to run for a living. But guess what? They are making history and living their dreams. If nobody else ever motivates me again, that will be okay because I will motivate myself. I don’t live my life with the intent on living the dream that somebody else has designed for me. Sorry. I’m me and I will continue to be me.