Once there was a girl who wanted to be a nun.
Then she wanted to be a video store clerk, then a waitress in a 50s-style diner, then finally settled on ‘writer’.
Then she got greedy – she thought she could do more. She crammed things into her already squeezed brain. One day, it exploded. And slowly, she watched the proverbial figs ripen and rot and fall at her feet.
‘Plop, ‘plop’, ‘plop’.
Then finally, she went crazy, and nowadays it seems like an increasing likely reality that she’ll indeed spend the rest of her life as a waitress in a 50s-style diner, her love life that of a nun’s.
Except there are no 50s-style diners around anymore.
On side note, this little girl once wrote ‘I want to be a boy’ when asked ‘What do you want to be in the future?’ during her elementary school days. But that’s a whole different can of worms, best left to another day.