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Well, well. Hello again.

Hello, reader.  If you do follow this blog at all you may have noticed that I haven't written a single word for this blog in quite a while (27 days, to be exact).  It's not that I didn't have an interest to blog, the matter was more one of time and the call for my attention from "higher priorities".  I suppose those two reasons could really be considered one and the same.

 One of the things I (un)affectionately consider a "high priority" was a research paper I had to write for a college class.  Don't get me wrong, I don't despise all assignments.  I actually enjoyed writing the paper but there's something about writing something because you have to that makes it not as fun as writing because you want to (as is the case of a blog, for instance).  It's probably some crazy thing I was born with like an annoyance for doing things I am being forced to do and would otherwise be happy doing, had I not been instructed to. I don't know.  But many times, I've found myself incredibly thankful that I did things that I was forced to do.  Not necessarily because I was glad to have those things done (although it is most always a relief when they are) but more because I did them even though there was a little girl with her arms on her hips in my mind telling me not to- because I'm "my own boss". (Which I really am not. Who knows what kind of sad state I would be in right now if I were?  No, that job goes to someone whose foolishness is wiser than even my wisdom.) 
Back to why I haven't written . . .

You know that voice in your head that almost sounds exactly like a parent telling you that you should do something you already know full well you should do?  Well that voice suggested and (practically before I even had the chance to realize what it was doing) promised on my behalf that I would not write another blog until I had finished the paper.  I honored my promise to myself the whole time (which I can honestly say wasn't torture) but I would have enjoyed the option to write freely (as opposed to an assignment).  Oh well. It's turned in and I am now enjoying the freedom of blogwriting. 

It almost makes me want to shake my head at myself that not long before I started this blog, blogging hadn't ever been a part of my life.  It just didn't make it onto the radar of things that I thought affected me but when my school closed last year and I decided to follow the blogs of one of my former teachers, I realized what a unique canvas it is for those of us that appreciate and enjoy creating artwork out of words.  The possibilities are nearly endless and, as a plus, my discovery of a venue to further exercise my 1st Ammendment Rights  makes me feel like I'm taking greater advantage of living in "the greatest country in the world", as it is referred to by some.
There wasn't any strong moral message to this post (if you got something, please let me know) but I missed this little land where I can ramble in writing and sometimes it's relaxing to come to it to do just that (as this post is a prime example of).  I'm glad to be back.

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