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Rewrite

I’d like to change the script. We need a rewrite. This can’t be where our story goes. This can’t be how it ends. No. We need a rewrite. A new story, with a happy ending. Not another tragic comedy. The main character deserves a happy ending, doesn't he? People can’t handle this much tragedy. Yeah, I don’t like this one anymore. It hurts too much. It’s too real. It’s too raw. There is no escapism in it. It reminds you too much of what the world is, and doesn’t allow you to get lost in what it could be. I’ll start it all over again. I’ll write something more hopeful. A new love story. The same couple, just a whole new journey. One where the main character isn’t in such a hurry. And one where the love interest is ready to love again. Yes, I reckon that’s where I’ll begin . . . I think this world needs some more hope. We have gone through enough tragedy already. I think that’s the point of the story. So, babe, will you rewrite it with me some day? Or will you fade away?


CH 12/16/25

 
 
 

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