My friends. One hundred apologies for the lack of posts this past week. I have, for lack of a better phrase, been going through a case of "blogger's block." And maybe also a case of not having been around my computer so much. Perhaps that's a good thing? Maybe in some ways.
I do like writing, though, and it's important to do what you like. I'll be back soon (along with whoever else catches a posting whim).
Without being entirely too sentimental, it sounds nice to me - with no pressure at all - but if you're reading this, tomorrow is Sunday. It'd be pretty great if you called your parents. Or if you have a friend that you haven't caught up with in a while. It's important to do what you like, yes, and it's important to let the people you care about know how you feel.
Ramblings of a boy who forgot to have dinner, walked through Wrigleyville tonight to see what a home playoff game would feel like, and ended up with too many free energy drinks from the free energy drink guy in his "Monster Energy" truck. For real. I was shaking for a few hours (in a funny way, not a serious way). It's kept me up, though, and left me with sentimental thoughts like the one above.
That looks about right.
Good morning, good night.
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