I am terrified, terrified of rejection. Even as I sit here attempting to pull together a well thought out piece of work to submit for my grad school application, I am playing out all the ways and all the reasons they should reject me. It’s ridiculous, and I’m not sure where it comes from, but I am almost frozen in my coffee shop booth. 

“A fully realized piece”

Those words are causing extreme pain inside my chest. What is a fully realized piece? Is it 15 pages of me musing of how I don’t understand love? Is it 4 chapters of stories I’ve never shared with anyone? What do I write or submit to scream LET ME IN YOUR SCHOOL!?

Time will tell if pouring my heart out in a writing piece reminiscent of the chronological structure of 500 Days of Summer will be my saving grace.