My dream since age three has been publishing my very own book. Tonight, I'm devouring the most delicious cake in the world in celebration of that dream.
The first copy of my book apparently arrived this morning. The tapping on my shoulder, shaking me out of my homework, led to my favorite cake on a table, bearing words in purple, my favorite color.
Eons after it arrived, I got to hold and read my own book. I can't describe the feeling -- you have to experience it to know it. But it was simply magical.
I'm completely at a loss for words right now.