Sundays are the worst. Worse than Mondays, even. You will soon learn that I am an optimist, and so nothing really, truly, is that bad. But you will also learn that I am an anxious person. So Sundays, I mean, it depends on the Sunday, but Sundays are the days when I stress do homework and sit on the couch. Okay, I guess they’re not that bad. But you see, this blog was born of boredom. Pure, utter, boredom. That is the bane of my existence. I am an only child, and so boredom will creep into my weekends and my summers. This is why I am a creative person. I find things to do. I paint, I read, I write, (as you can see), I cook, I travel, I go to festivals, blah, blah blah. I bet this post is boring you right now! Look, we have something in common. I wonder if anyone besides me is reading this. We’ll have to see.
Adios Amigos!
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