I missed you. I feel like I've stopped doing everything I love in college. I made you almost a year ago to try to keep in touch with myself throughout college. Well, I guess you can say I've failed at that remarkably. I'm sorry. I haven’t written anything in months. I used to dance a lot but my tibia (tibias? Can you pluralize tibia?) are going to snap in half anytime now. I can’t even walk up stairs anymore. I go days at a time without touching my guitar. I just feel so disjointed and confused. I guess I’ve just been regretting some past decisions and it’s really eating me up. But that's for some other time. So what’s new, Bloggy? I want to tell you all about the exciting things in my life, but there really aren’t any. Maybe that sounds pathetic? I mean I even think it sounds pathetic but maybe that's just because I know I am pathetic. But its whatever, you know? I've gone through and cleansed you of all the half-hearted (and slightly embarrassing) attempts to maintain you.
Like this:
I would jump in the kiddie pool. Year-ago me was so embarrassing. Really, I'm sparing everyone by taking some of that stuff down.
I have a few old things I'll probably keep around for a while - pulling them up in old word docs every now and then and debating whether I should share them. But I think a much better plan is just starting new.
It's just you and me now, Bloggy. You've been so faithful to me, now it's my turn to make it up to you.
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