The need to write comes to me infrequently but when it does, I can't help but write something inane and long to satisfy my needs. I'm not sure I've ever really been able to stick with anything, my capacity to last is certainly improving but I feel disinterest chasing me every day. Studies show that people who focus well are generally happier, but I find my scatty brain rather enjoyable. I can watch a highlight video of a basketball game, all of two minutes long, and pause it and chase other news and entertainment at least five times during it's duration.
It seems it's just the way I am.
I know though, that with my university year coming to an end and a four month summer approaching, that I will need another hobby on my already long list. I'll write here sometimes, maybe it will be good, maybe it will be bad. I know there's someone out there that's going to read this, it's the blogging sphere.
To bed, where I will no doubt look at Twitter updates for an hour or two.
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