Peaceful and serene, I sit at my desk. Pens and paper litter the landscape, while a cup of over brewed coffee (now cold) from 7-11 sits next to me. I stare at the blank screen and wonder about my life. What is it that brought me here in the first place? Was it my love for the written word? The fact that I consider myself a creative person who can
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