I have a secret for you

Come here, space. I have a secret for you. No, come closer.
~Corrupt Space Sphere, Portal 2

I don’t know why I opened with that. I’m in a weird mood. It’s been a weird evening. And I’ve gotten to the point in my life where enough people from sphere A (say, the space sphere) in my life read stuff that goes on in sphere B (adventure sphere… or my blog) so complaining isn’t …. wise. And hey, where does complaining get you?

Let’s just say I learned a lesson tonight. And yes! You can apply it to writing!

You are the farthest ever in space.
Why me, Space?
Because you are the best.
I’m the best at Space?
Yes.
~Ibid

99% of the time, the situation you are in right now is due entirely to your actions, or inactions. So instead of complaining about it, get out of it. Take actions. Fix it. Don’t like the view from where you’re sitting? Get up and freaking move. No one is chaining you to the chair.

Metaphors.

Space.

Oh oh oh oh. Wait wait. Wait I know. I know. I know wait. Space. Wait wait wait wait. I know I know I know. Lady wait. Wait. I know. Wait. Space.
~Ibid

(Apologies to those who are not familiar with Portal 2. Just shake your head and go write something.)

Space court. For people in space. Judge space Sun presiding. Bam. Guilty. Of being in space. ~Ibid