Commitaphobe

I'm a terrible blogger.

I WAS doing so well. But I just can't do the commitment! My blog and I, we went on a break. As it always is, one of us had to come crawling back. And considering I'm talking about my relationship with my own blog, I'm the pathetic crawler. No surprise there.

Maybe that's a little weird.

What I had really signed back on to say was, I'm graduating soon. And the recognition of that fact looms over me like the shadow of a monster, that normally resides under you bed, looms across your bedroom wall late at night, in the summer, when the moonlight streams in your window; it's admittedly a bit silly, but daunting nonetheless.