Raise your hand if your brain's voices sound like this.
Okay, I'm back from my mission.
You're not a missionary, so I'm just a person.
Not the same person. A different person.
I should do something with my time.
waaaaaait. I know what! I should write a book about my missionary adventures!
Or just start writing my new ones. That's it. I have to keep a journal.
But I've been drawing loads. Maybe that's my new journal. Maybe a could sign into Art School and learn how to paint.
But that's not necessary. I can learn on Youtube and It's for free. And then I can use that money to buy canvas to paint awesome things for the living room.
But I won't see them anymore because I'm engaged and getting married in December. Maybe I should start painting for our living room. Maybe not. Yeah, forget that. Who needs to have art in their living room in their first home?
Maye a should just save that money.
I could just write about my missionary adventures!
But that isn't really calling me.
I should write another book.
Al the Traveler, 19th. Floor, or all the other stories that are drafted in old notebooks and ripped pages.
Or maybe I should be a serious writer and get a freelance writing job like the one Hafid showed me.
Or I should take college more seriously and actually study and also find a career online.
Stop planning on spending money, Gaby. You should just write about your missionary adventures.
Don't have voices in your brain? Oh. Yeah. Neither do I. I mean, that's weird.