Life is cyclical.
Before I became a writer, I crashed and burned.
Broke.
Directionless.
Left then returned.
All I had was a new story and that was enough to inspire a new life, that made me worthy enough to pull the sword from the stone— and pick up the pen.
Failure made me a writer.
What will failure make of me now?
Stop focusing on each step.
Failure is a rung on the ladder, use it to reach your destination.
-fool
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