I once got an email forward (don’t you love it when people forward you things so you, personally, can delete them?) saying that Ernest Hemingway once wrote a fictional story in six words:
“For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”
The email then asked you to write your life story in six words and pass it on. At the time I figured mine would be something like, “I can’t say no to fun.” or “Life is fantastic. I’m loving it.” I didn’t think about it long before deleting the email.
However, just now, approximately five-to-seven years later, I decided what mine would be:
“I was going to, but then…”