Write for 10 minutes using “I used to think…” as your starter.
I love prompts like this.
I used to think my life would be all put together by the time I was thirty. That didn’t happen at all, but I’m so ok with that.
I used to think love was something you fall into. That line from Jerry Maguire “maybe love shouldn’t be such hard work”, that is to blame for so many sleepless nights of yearny wondering. Love is hard ass work. The end.
I used to think that I would have kids and I would have a clean house and everyone would be dressed like the JCPenney catalog. Other than Max’s weird picture poses, our life resembles absolutely nothing in the JCPenney catalog.
I used to think I wanted to be an actress, but then I realized rejection hurts me too much for that to ever be the right choice. Writing is not much better.
I used to think things were black and white, right and wrong. Now I know that life is lived in shades of grey.
I used to think that people who let their kids watch tv were lazy. Now….YO GABBA GABBA all the way.
I used to think that exercise sucked. Now, I still do, but I know it’s a good thing.
I used to think that pole dancers were trashy. I still do a little, but holy damn that is amazing and I wish I could do that. Sliding down a pole upside down using only leg muscles? Yes please.
I used to think vanilla ice cream was the best kind. No really, I did. I got over that pretty quickly.
I used to think that tanning beds were okay. Like, last year. But they’re not, and now I’m crocheting a sunhat.
I used to think convertibles were the best cars ever. Now all I can think of is what happens when the material starts deteriorating and the car just LEAKS. LEAKS!
The timer went off. The end. I love you.