That’s what they say, isn’t it? “It’s just like riding a bike” or whatever. Once you learn, you can pick it up and do it anytime. It must be muscle memory or something that I don’t understand because I’m not a physicist or a doctor.
I suppose that was a quite verbose way of saying, “guys, I forget how to blog”. Or what to blog about. Or how to just write down what I’m thinking and throw it a few jokes for laughs because I’m into that sort of thing.
Since I’m flying high on opiates right now, that were prescribed – thank you very much, I thought I should carpe this diem. You know?
Have you ever rushed into anything? Well I have. And in a way, I feel like I rushed back into this blog. I’m not sure I love the new name, but I do. It’s weird. I feel like a part of me is still with a CH, but that wasn’t me. Blogging is weird like that, though.
Perhaps that’s just me feeling generally weird about everything though. This past year has been a rough one. When I thought 28 had been terrible, 29 threw me a curveball. I turn 30 this week and I’m not sure how I feel about that. I’m very hopeful for 30 but, at the same time, I’m also very hesitant about it.
I guess this post turned out to be quite a downer, and not even remotely funny. What is my life? But the summer is here, I’m alive so it’s all good.