write it now so you can come back to it later! much later. so that years from now, you will come across that novel you wrote once at the bottom of the one drawer in your desk that you can’t remember the last time you opened. you blow away the dust, turn the first page, and are transported back to a simpler time when you thought that opening a novel with a description of the weather was the perfect opening, and you chuckle to yourself at the mistakes and the plot holes and the dialogue that doesn’t sound quite right in context, but you can hear the voice of your younger self in it so clearly it’s like you’re staring down at yourself, writing that novel and laughing with friends. you get in your car, the draft set down on the passenger seat, and drive to where you set the novel, the beach town you went on holiday to as a child. you step towards the cliff edge, and throw the pages over, and you watch as they float down like helicopter seeds, until they fade into the darkness. you drive home with a smile on your face, reach your front door, take a step inside, and spend the rest of the night watching youtube vine compilations until you fall asleep
Yes.
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