A manic face-splitting grin pops upon my face while my hand shoots around to clasp theirs with the speed of a sharpshooter "You have no idea what you've just done." I say, voice shaking in sinister glee. "With this, I could write anything." "Anything, right?" I quickly spit out seeking confirmation with narrowed eyes. Now pacing, I say "Any thoughts and any words" and then I pause. "any idea."
"Any idea" I repeat, now alone at my desk "will not only be read but well-liked by hundreds and thousands, maybe even millions, of people." now the question remains. "what do I want?"