Deranged Writer's Afterword

I'm a loser that writes for a living.Now that I'm about to kill myself, I can proudly admit that fact.I was born a loser and now I'm gonna die a loserSo, with much vigor, I decided to jump off a bridge. But when the moment came I got cold feet and decided to not kill myself.But I still died.....Turns out being drunk and standing on a very thin railing was not that safe and the fact that I don't know how to swim wasn't helping.Mission failed successfully, I suppose.But what's this?Why are my arms so tiny?Why can't I stand up?I have turned into a baby!Literally.WAIT.Why is this world so strangely familiar?Isn't this world based on a novel I wrote long ago...I reincarnated as a baby in my novel's world !??'' Sigh...''Fuck this shit, I'm out.