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Well. . .Long Time No See

 It has been a hot minute since I last posted on this blog. Life has gotten crazy. I'm now a junior in college and dang, it's been a lot to say the least. I really miss writing whatever I feel like writing. I've gotten out of the habit of writing in a physical journal, and that seriously concerns me. The fact that it's easier for me to type my thoughts than it is to write them, I mean. That's scary. Regardless, I need to get back into the swing of writing. I must admit I did have a brief fling with WordPress. I still would love how to run that platform, but we have yet to see about that considering it is a different ball game and I've always been terrible at sports.

    I've learned so many amazing things since I last posted. I've grown as an educator. That is so weird to type let alone think. When I started this blog I didn't even know I wanted to be an educator, and now it's become such a integral part of my identity. Isn't that funny how we change so much? Its been a good 3 years since I last posted which is absolutely insane how time flies by. I haven't exactly had the time to read as much as I like or write (as we've already established) as much as I would like to which is the reason for such a prolonged absence. I am determined to start blogging again. If only for my health's sake. My brain feels like it's going to explode if I don't start sharing something.

Writing gives me a space to calm down frankly. Everything, especially auditory information, spins around my head and the only way I can really tack it down is to write about it. It's almost like I funnel my thoughts into symbols of meaning. It's a lot like exercise for me; it allows me to get out of my own head for a while. I would be completely lost without writing and reading. That's honestly a huge reason why I made and titled this blog what I did. I want this to be a place where people can just be themselves, you know? That's a beautiful thing when people can just be themselves. Language is arguably the only tools humans have that represent the inner happenings of the human mind, and that's awe inspiring to me. I wish to celebrate this miracle in this blog. 

That reminds me of a book I read for one of my classes. I have to write about this book. I can't wait to share about it in a future post. But that will have to wait.

Thought. I've been trying to figure out if I actually want to keep some of my old posts. They just aren't an accurate representation of who I am or my reading taste anymore, but that also ruins one of the perks of a blog. Blogs allow the author to see the change in their thoughts, feelings, opinions, writing style, etc. Even though the old blog posts make me cringe, I think I'm going to keep them because at one point that represented who I was. That's what was happening inside my head. 

I hope all of you share the same love of reading and knowledge as me. If you don't, then it is my mission to convince you otherwise. I'm going to add an About Me page to this blog to kick things off. The only thing I have left to say is that the journey continues.

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