Now I’ve suddenly gotten interested in screenwriting. I wrote three pages just now and I started to cry. I DON’T KNOW WHY. Was it because it came so easy to me? Is this what I’m meant to be doing? Am I creating a self-fulfilling prophecy?

I want to make movies.
I want to watch and critique them.
I want to share my stories, my struggles, my fights.
I want to make sense of the world.
I want power, and this is my way.
I want to predict my own future.
I want to realize my dreams.
And I never want anything.