It is August, that means I have not graced this page with words in four months. I'd like to say that in those four months I've done amazing things. That's only half true. I went to New York. I saw Britney Spears. I worked at a newspaper. I saw two Broadway plays. I became a President. I have written articles. I have gone to class. I may have fallen slightly in love. I played way too many video games. I have cried in a WalMart parking lot. I have had absolutely no urge to write anything other than my articles.
In fact the last time I wrote for this blog it was part of my Lent initiative to write every day for forty days. I think it's just that I completely blew my load. I am not meant to be heard from every day. I am not that wordy, I don't have that much to say.
I am going to try to start writing again. I can't promise anything drastic, or anything constant, because honestly I just don't have a whole lot of time. I did miss this though. I missed the ability to speak without a filter.
I guess I missed being read, thinking that someone might find the words I write might in some way affect someone. I'm not saying they were moved, because I don't think I've ever said anything meaningful. I don't think that people have openly guffawed at anything I've ever written, I'm not always that witty. I do hope that something I've written here at some point has made someone think, maybe not about what I said, but just remembered it. Maybe they thought about me when they were alone later, maybe my words played in their head. I think that's worth it.
