Day 4: Permanent Ink
If you were given a notebook and a ballpoint pen could you script the rest of your life? Knowing you can’t erase mistakes, knowing it is available for anyone to read, to admire, to ridicule, knowing your thoughts and words will create your life - could you do it? Would you have the courage? Or would you allow someone else to write the story and accept life by default?
When the ink runs out who will read the story start to finish?