When your imagination keeps on telling you stories, you've got no other choice but to sit down and make sure they won't be forgotten.

But at some point in life, a hectic daily routine swallows all your time and no stories are told anymore.

One day, when my inner-self was sitting locked up in her cell, Derek Hale appeared and reached out to her. Hand in hand, they fought their way to the surface and sent the routine back to hell. Since then the inner-self have been writing happily ever after.