One Speckle, Maybe Two…

What do you think of my draft?

One Speckle…… Maybe Two
Oh, you picked up on my tires, spinning, and making a mess in the pile of mud?   It was obvious? I did a good job sharing how I felt? You had no doubt I was committed? Well, that’s good I guess.  I bet everybody reaffirming facts felt pretty good too.
That intro is golden!  I could still take this draft dozens of ways. For the past decade at least I’ve been dedicated to “charming” and sweetly serenading unsuspecting individuals. That has kept me innocent and feeling good, motivated and driven. Admittedly, I tend to falter into a repetitious cycle of doing everything in my power to earn the good graces of individuals “out of my league,” and cowering to the unknown. I push people away nervous I’ll be skinned like a cat expressing how I really feel. That intro could also very easily lead into a suspenseful conversation-based series linked to insanity overcoming professional-minded humans.  My more imaginative side runs with possibilities. A speckle or two of jimmies on my chocolate mud track peanut butter ice cream.