Everyone tells me I could write a book about my life experiences. I wish I could. I can't create right now. All I can think about is finding ways to fill my days. Walking, free gyms, Travis, guitar, writing. It's no a full life. It's not a challenging life. It's just not the life I EVER envisioned for myself.
Something tells me I do need to write this story to fiure it out. But I don'tknow where to start.
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