Oh, untitled Script Frenzy… you were so young, so innocent, so naive. And the world around was so cold, uncaring, cruel. You were starved for attention before you were even born–put off until the last second and denied the right to grow and to flourish. You could have been anything-a Tony winner, an Academy Award winner or even just a vastly important personal achievement. But no. Now you’re just an icon on a desktop, a reminder of yet another written failure.
You, your meaning and your idea will be missed.