I’m a ruminator – sometimes debilitatingly so. Just yesterday I lost 5 hours at work spacing out and stewing over something. I figured, why not get these internal monologues out of my overcrowded brainspace, get back to writing, and not get fired, all at the same time?
Go the World is the probably oft-boring yet contemplative journey of an almost-30-year-old newlywed who lives with her mother-in-law and is in a constant quest to figure out just who the hell she is (the author, not the mother-in-law).
Go The World 