At least one
If you could see the amount of draft I have written you’ll be surprise, maybe a little disappointed. I’m not talking only here at Medium, but also in my journal and all this drafts have one thing in common, they never have an ending because I never know how to finish a story.
So I’ve made myself a promise:
Self!— she said with authority.
Yeah?— I answer sleepy, because that’s my default mode.
You’re writing today and you are going to finally post something in Medium — She wants to slap me while saying that… but well she can’t because is me.
what if nobody likes it?— I say feeling small.
You’ll not care — She ends.
Basically I just wanted to post this to prove something to myself, that I can finish thing and that yeah one is better than zero, even though this doesn’t make sense at all.