Hello, friend, 0TI here.

Today is Christmas, and I’ve spent it alone. For the past four months, I haven’t really known what I’ve been doing with my life. Why? I think, no, I know, it’s because of a voice in my head telling me I’ll never beat my own record.

That voice has been loud these past few days. But I fought it.

And I think I won.

I won because I started writing again. I won because I feel like entering contests again. Ever since I became Senior Watson on Sherlock, I felt like I had it all. I held onto that success so tightly that it started to define me, and slowly stopped me from moving forward.

Yes, you should celebrate your wins.
But don’t be that person who clings to one success and forgets why they started in the first place.

I’m happy I won the fight with myself. I can’t wait to see what next year brings.

Still, spending Christmas alone does make me a little sad. It’s kind of peaceful, kind of cool, but I miss the warmth that comes with Christmas.

Anyway, that’s all for now…

Bye…..