I think the reason why I don't post as often as I used to is because I don't use my old schelly blog anymore... not to mention my layout's gone. Part of my elowel experience was putting in a new picture of Xena each day. I'm not sure if I'd do it the same way, but my posting surely dropped off after I got this account.
However, my 'blogthink' is still going strong. Every now and then I will start thinking about what I'm doing as if I were writing it in a blog. I used to store it in memory until my evening posting, but mostly now they remain my own thoughts.
For the heck of it (and because I
really don't want to write that essay for Hammonds), I shall try to recreate some 'blog-thinking' from the past few weeks.
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"Can you get a ride or walk to school today?" I ask my sister. "I'm riding my bike today."
The sunrise is just too inviting. It calls to me, begged me to return to my outdoor ways after a winter of driving.
By the time I reach
Matt's street I'm huffing and puffing- months of daily binge-eating and 'net-surfing have taken their toll on my body. But between the blood pumping through my veins and the crisp morning air slapping all the sleep out of me, I feel more alive than I had felt at 8:15 in the morning in a long time.
As I get closer I speed past other kids heading to school. I grin to myself as I think of what I look like. A sweet helmet with a visor, a chemistry textbook strapped to my bike rack, high-water pants lifting with each pedal to reveal yellow-and-black striped socks that delight me with their contrast to the rest of my wardrobe- yeah. I'm cool.