back cover of my story

jade’s 25, 25, the significant number. As expected, she’s navigating life, unsure of herself, her identity, her career and her future. She would want it all figured out, a perfect path ahead with no specks on the way.

side note : The thing about writing is : what is the point of writing if you have nothing to tell ? I don’t have anything to talk about, I don’t have the urge to write or to express myself, so I value the IDEA of writing and having written something great rather than the pure ACT of writing. And I don’t actually write, so I cannot progress. And it could be fine, I could just not like writing and that would be it, it would just not be something that defines me, or something that I do, but I always come back to the IDEA of me writing. And thus I come here every couple of weeks, I write a line or two and leave.

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