One Million

Had difficulty sleeping last night due to a slight cold. But also dreamt that I was composing nearly one million stories in my head. I saw groupings of words form sentences and sentences form paragraphs and paragraphs form whole novels. It felt overwhelming but engaging nonetheless.

So Many Possibilities

 I want to write a story about a man who is obsessed with peanut butter. Or maybe a story about a woman who is dumped by her fiance then decides to open up a candy shop. Or maybe some kind of romantic comedy type novel. I suppose I could write a really heart-wrenching novel about people losing their faith in themselves. Or a story about someone inspiring others to pursue their dreams and ambitions. So many possibilities out there and inside my head.