Being Honest With Fiction

Save the notes, kid.It’s time for you and I to begin.It is time to start over again.They say it is always best to go to someplace familiar, or as it is with me in this case, I have to go back to where I started. The beginning.Or maybe I should just retrace my steps. You know?Maybe I should do like they tell us to do when we lose something.In the beginning, I had no idea what to expect. But then again, who does?I did not know how to play the game. I did not know the rules.I had no talents and nor did I have any experience to base my understanding of how to play the game. No, I had to learn. Then again, I have learned that not all of what we’ve been shown was taught to us by the right teachers.Therefore, perhaps I have come here to unlearn or to deprogram myself. And so, here I am.Back to the old drawing board.Back at square one.I have come back to the beginning to update my thinking and improve myself to be one day better than I yesterday. In the beginning, it was only the beginning ad…