My best girly friend from high school inspired me to start writing. She has been documenting her life online for a few years now, and after reading it in its entirety in September, I realized I must do it too. More of a therapeutic thing I think. I am bad at conversing on the phone (contrary to my teenage years spent flirting with boys for hours on the cordless phone, hidden in a spot where no one could eavesdrop); and daily 'how are you?' 'just fine, and you?' 'just fine, and you?' emails get boring without the vocal dramatics behind them. Retail therapy is not feasible at this time (an upcoming wedding looms above me, taunting my credit cards with their inability to bring home any new shoes or purses).
And thus i write.
1 comment:
yay!! love you
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