Ok, so I kind of went off grid there for awhile, and I apologize for that.

I'm not going to make up some lame excuse about it, life became busy and writing had to move to the back burner. I havent even managed to do any of the editing I had wanted to do because of the way things have been going.

That being said, after finals are over in a week or two I hope to get back in with some semblance of structure.

Just to be clear, that's not a promise, I'm fickle at best. But since I wont be writing pieces for my creative writing classes and a few Psych classes I won't feel like writing is a chore and I'll be able to get back into it.

Thank you for reading.

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If I'm going to be honest about it, writing is cathartic for me, as I'm sure it is for most people who do it as a hobby. I can release whatever thoughts are running through my head out into the world; unleashing them upon the errant population as if they were wild lions. Albiet half lame, mostly blind lions, with herbivore teeth.

My point is that though I am fickle, and will probably dissapear for days, weeks, or months, I will always come back. Writing is a drug, the more you do it the more you need it, and I'm hooked.

If you made it to the end, double thank you, and I'm sorry you subjugated yourself to that.