Decisions, decisions.

I had a moment of discovery this morning, whilst trying desperately to tame this mop of wild red hair, I stepped on a plug, fell into my wardrobe and got hit in the head with a full can of hairspray, haha isn't that hilarious?

Well after I picked myself up off the floor and put the hairspray back I just happened to look up and saw a stack of paper peeking over the edge of my wardrobe. Well it turns out that stack of paper is a story I started about 2 years ago that I never finished and as far as I know it's the only copy.....

What's a girl to do?