Today I wrote a 100 word story about my favourite restaurant. Let's say it was part of a job application. One I really wanted. I said I first ate there in 2009 and ended by saying I have been eating there for twelve years (which is true).
Mrs Reeler, my Math teacher in high school, did tell me to keep my day job. Her advice was, Just stick to singing , Marie. So I sat in the back of the class and wrote poetry while numbers sailed over my head. And in the spaces I sang.
I could kill myself.