I’ve just graduated from college for the very first time and I’ve noticed a daily trend. Wake up slow, go to work, come home, sit at computer, open email box as if I were going to find something monumental and interesting. Continue sitting disappointed, skip dinner and attempt to lull myself to sleep with my hands on something crafty. Aside from my boyfriend and weekly bible study, there is not much going on. The next three months will close out my 21st year of life–and I feel like there ought to be more excitement here in my rented bedroom–but I can’t help feeling like I’m pushing 50. So I think I’ll run with that notion and take up another hobby: Blogging. My grandmother kept a journal throughout her entire life, so why shouldn’t I keep a weblog? Hold on to your dentures, it begins.
Not much ado.