How 3.5 seconds changed my life

I stood outside the door of her classroom, trying to leave but unable to pull away. I was going to be late if I didn’t hurry but it was alright- I knew she’d give me a pass. What she was about to say was too important to miss. I had to hear it, had to know what secrets would slip from between those crinkled lips and bury themselves into my heart.

Finally they came. Three and-a-half seconds of audible gold. “Write, Joseph,” she said. “Write to change the world.”