I really wanted to wait until I was all settled into the mountains before writing anything, but I couldn't resist. It's been quite some time since my fingers did their tap dance across the keyboard, and though they are a bit rusty, they feel right at home.
It feels refreshing to be writing again. During the school year my style developed in such a way that I never thought possible. There was passion and force and honesty behind my words. Summer came and robbed me of that. "Robbed" isn't the actual word I would use, but it's fairly close.
For now eloquence will be tossed to the wayside.
For now I will try my hardest to follow the rules of grammar.
For now the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina will be the place I hang my hat.
But that's just for now.
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Welcome back.
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