WRITER

They sleep without thoughts

And wake up with Ideas

They talk only of characters not people, mostly to themselves

They dream, their character’s dream

They eat less; sometime more and sometime they forget to eat

They laugh, smile and sigh in wrong timings

They are the most convincing person, yet most unconvinced to themselves

They enjoy their lonely voyages, walk endlessly in the lane of day dreams

They gallop thoughts and express magic

They save every single moment of their solitude

People say they are eccentric

People say they are narcissist

I feel they have gone Writer.

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