And here I am, yet again.

       I miss 2012. I do not miss the cringy writing skills and annoying personality that I had, but I miss the writing. I miss the freedom and joy. I'm still very happy, but my imagination is not flowing with nearly as much ease as it was. I am coming back to rediscover the writing part of me, as I have begun to miss the silly stories and the spotty ideas with so many plot holes it was barely a plot. I miss writing like I used to, and I'm hoping as I come back to this blog I will rediscover that 10 year old me. I hope I will write thousands of silly stories with stupid synonyms and bad punctuation without caring. I hope this will bring back the writing of 2012.