Myself as a Writer -- 3rd Person
Here she sets, trying to get her thoughts together. Wondering what in the world has she gotten herself into. Her thoughts are just roaming all over the place. Who and what does she want to become. She is wishing that she could be like her father. As he can sit down pencil to paper and bring words to life. Thinking how easily playing the clarinet came to her. In time her thoughts will flow freely, it will just take some time. She always wants things to be just right. Not only expecting a lot out of herself but also expects a lot from others.
1 Comments:
So, you wish the keyboard was like a clarinet! That's a new one on me.
:)
(Usually people think of keyboards as venomous snakes, dangerous to touch!)
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