Glad I documented all years well. In 2016 I danced like I was possessed. With my hair so short, little was I aware that I was pushing 30. I felt the youngest because I was so alive. Students were working on Rising Action for their fantasy story. I gave a spontaneous example as such: Event 1: I kicked my time machine, was upset because it didn't work. Event 2: Called my engineer friend. He told me how to fix it but warned me of the danger. Event 3: The time machine worked! I went to 2019. Climax: The machine broke and I could not go back to 2026. Then I asked them "How old were you in 2020?". They were four or five. I observed if they remember about the lockdown. They said yeah, they got covid but luckily survived. I said it was terrorizing for me. Every time I opened social media, I read someone died or dying. 2026 is the new 2016 huh? Who knew that 10 years could twist the plot to an unimaginable direction? Glad I documented all years well. In 2016 I danced like I was...
live real. dream big.