Four years is a good enough break from writing, I think. Obviously, I kept writing for my degree and I still write a little bit today for my job as a substitute teacher, but for a while, writing lost its flair. I didn't see anything exciting about it, nor did I think anyone would want to read what I wrote.
But, what the hell. If the last two years have taught us anything, it's that we can't wait for external validation to continue our life. At some point you have to get up, dust yourself off, and try again.
So here's to trying again! Here's to writing those silly research papers that no one but me cares about--and here's no literally no one but me reading them! I do remember having fun writing down my thoughts on the most random things, maybe I'll find the flair again if I just put in a little bit of effort.
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