Sometimes I write a story and it's only three sentences long and I think that I'm a genius like I wanted to be when I was younger. Then I think, three sentences isn't a story... idiot. Then I spend an hour convincing myself that I'm that genius, not that idiot.
Then I see that there are five spiders in the kitchen. Big ones. Bigger than usual.
Update: The three sentence story has been expanded. The debate has ended.
I'm no idiot.
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