Oftentimes, I imagine the simple straight lines rotating themselves and forming a ladder, reaching up to the border of my limits, that may help me skip a whole lot more than one step, but on the contrary, maybe one step at at a time is the best option. In either case, my self-confidence and respect never dies, simply by getting rid of a dot and replacing it with an extended line. The ‘I’ at the beginning of my name is the icing on the cake, almost like adding an extra rung to the ladder. Nevertheless, this also bring into question, is the ‘I’ at the beginning of my name of equal importance as the word ‘I’ itself? It is merely a letter at the beginning of a word, in this case a name, while all other times, it’s a word. Perhaps that is why I began to write my name in varied forms of the letter, as I slowly progressed into my current age. In the beginning it was usually dotted with a heart. Later, it turned into a cursive capital letter, and finally now it remains just as a single straight line: a basic mark on a piece of paper which holds no creativity, but infinite self-respect and
Oftentimes, I imagine the simple straight lines rotating themselves and forming a ladder, reaching up to the border of my limits, that may help me skip a whole lot more than one step, but on the contrary, maybe one step at at a time is the best option. In either case, my self-confidence and respect never dies, simply by getting rid of a dot and replacing it with an extended line. The ‘I’ at the beginning of my name is the icing on the cake, almost like adding an extra rung to the ladder. Nevertheless, this also bring into question, is the ‘I’ at the beginning of my name of equal importance as the word ‘I’ itself? It is merely a letter at the beginning of a word, in this case a name, while all other times, it’s a word. Perhaps that is why I began to write my name in varied forms of the letter, as I slowly progressed into my current age. In the beginning it was usually dotted with a heart. Later, it turned into a cursive capital letter, and finally now it remains just as a single straight line: a basic mark on a piece of paper which holds no creativity, but infinite self-respect and