much to my own disappointment (in myself), i’ve stopped journaling. this seems to be a recurring epiphany – “oh, i haven’t written in a while, i should write.” so with each such epiphany, i make a new blog, because i feel as though the change will spur some kind of -ness in me (newness, freshness, ingenuity-ness) that will allow me to maintain a constant stream of blogs without the usual few months’ (sometimes longer) interruptions. after 21 years (probably less actually, since i didn’t come out of the womb with a pen in hand - although wouldn’t that be a story to blog about?), i’ve realized that consistency is just as elusive as the novel i’ve been hoping to write since the age of 11. instead, all i hope for now is just to keep some track, sporadic as it will be, of myself.
