drafts

Throughout my years of blogging, I've made a total of 84 drafts. Some of these got completed and eventually published, while others were left dangling and forgotten, merely existing as a random thought. I begin to pity those thoughts that I failed to elaborate and made known to the world. They seemed abandoned, even though they did exist for a moment in time.

Now I got to wonder, what if my life is as a draft? What if this draft will never be completed? What if this draft is terminated prematurely and forgotten? What if people would never learn of the potential of this draft? Wouldn't that be a waste then?

Or what if this draft is so bad the author simply can't improve on it? Or it's merely worth 2 lines in the pages of life? What if it shall forever remain as a draft, and nothing more?

What if I am a draft?