Today, a beautiful person told me she likes reading my stories because even if she suffers from dyslexia, my writing style is clear enough for her to be able to go through my tales without too much difficulty. And she really enjoys them, she says.
It does not happen often.
I do get feedback from my readers, and it’s always great to hear from you guys, but this one, today, was really unique.
This is the sort of thing that reminds me I’m not doing this just to pay the bills. And that the reason why one manages to pay the bills is because sometimes things like this happen.
This is the sort of thing that makes it worth it.
I’ve been happy happy most of the day, and I’ll be most of the evening.
And this is all.