I've just realized I've had this blog for nearly two years now, and have only made 10 or so posts, with only half (or less) of them significant. I am working on my self-esteem issues megatime now for two months, and I've realized I really love writing. Why do I stop myself from doing what I love? Punishment? Silliness.
I loved my last post, experimenting with a new style and sublty making fun of overserious writers. I loved sharing that memory with you, even if it was just a fraction of a moment in my timeline. I think I need to look back more often, instead of at Current Events, which is what Clinton (http://www.clintons42blog.blogspot.com/) is good at right now. I need to explore what makes me me, and which of those experiences are a unique take on the average human experience. I will probably get philosophical at times, bear with me.
Love you! Becky