I know I suck.

It has been one whole month and one whole day since I last wrote anything on this blog. I regret that. I have been, to say the least, busy and occupied in more ways than one. What this really says to me, though, is that I'm letting it all get away from me. I am only (semi)guaranteed eight more months and some weeks or days until Miko is gone. For months at a time, or for years, or forever. Which is why I have to slow it down, and breath in the moments.

Now despite how melancholy that sounded, I'm actually pretty much glowing lately. I reread Stargirl and it's sequel and my paradigm was once again shifted like my own little tectonic plate clicking together so my brain can make sense. I was able to conclude that: life is always passing and sometimes you can't catch all the things that float by and keep them forever. Sometimes, you have you let one of your catches go, so that new things can seep in. And sometimes, your net is just the right size, and you can hold certain things inside it forever. But regardless, you have to keep on swimming.

School is pretty much the same as it always has been. Not hard, very time consuming, often petty, and always the provider of something to do. In other news, Karley has informed me that she would like to be civil (since I've been acting like a monkey) but that 'she doesn't need my crap, and I don't need her's'. Which is to say, she wants absolutely nothing to do with me, but she no longer wants to look like the psycho. I think this is supposed to upset me or at least make me feel like something has shifted, but really, I just don't care. I am baffled and unperturbed.

I promise promise that I will start to write more often, something a lot closer to everyday. I enjoy writing, I need to write, and I have no official incentive to do so. And thus, I will write in this. Hooray!

And goodnight.