It just occurred to me – I shit you not, it literally just occurred to me – that in just over a month, I’ll be writing again. I’ll be writing features and hard news all over again as if I hadn’t just finished three and a half years of it. And what exactly have I been doing this summer to prepare? Not writing. Like any skill, if you leave it dormant for too long will likely be a bit (or very) rusty after you try to haul it out from the trenches. Thus is the current and immediate situation I’m in. I haven’t written anything of sizable length or importance since I graduated in December. And so now, as I’m toggling between the different pages of my course schedule and realizing that I am in way over my head, I bid you all farewell. Because I will most certainly trip over myself sometime in the first week of orientation and land dead in a campus gutter.
(I say this in a purely macabre comedic fashion, and I don’t wish to tempt fate, so please don’t hold me to it, universe).
