Tonight I was scanning some fellow bloggers on my favorites and guess who was on that list? Yeah, my own. I clicked on it only to see the date of my last post and all of a sudden I felt like I was back in junior high listening to my teacher telling me how she wished I would write my short stories, like I used to.
I am so bad about falling in in love with a certain chip, drink, or really foods in general and totally engross myself in it for a bit and then bam, I don't want anything to do with that anymore. I have been doing this odd behavior since high school, and the more I think about it, maybe this applies to blogging as well.
It makes me sad because I don't want to be done with blogging, I want to tell you guys about my day, I want to write the chapters of my life, chapters that may make some people think Jesus, it's amazing this girl is still sane and maybe make others feel, if she can do it well then so can I.
I'm getting there, I will get there, just have patience.