The Traveling Author With A Glass Eye

February 18, 2014

My ultimate dreamy job is to be a traveling journalist/author

writing short stories and the like.

Every week I'm in a different lavish hotel,

my rooms paid for by a

well known publishing company,

room service galore.

I sleep when I want

Eat what I want,

no lunch breaks for me!

I could write a good story someone in Asia

can really sink their teeth into.

To build self esteem in little boys and girls all over South America

because words have power.

And show my passions through imagery.

I, dream to bring people far and wide into my world

where I share my current and past experience.

I'm out and about at night in a new town.

Worrying about nothing more than my own pure

satisfactions and connecting with others

through words.

Why should life be hard?

Filled with just pain and sorrow?

I want a good life,

one I can have not only because of my job but because I

work hard and deserve it.

Never having a boring nine to five job

working in a cubicle.

I have to put in the work,

journalist and authors aren't dumb.

Au contraire.

They are smart, intuitive, creative and educated.

They have knowledge from being in college and

getting life experience.

They can articulate words like no other professional.

I would love to have the support of my family if I choose this career

but maybe I won't.

I guess I will have to just find out.

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