A Confession.

Dear Blogger:
I tell you everything. Or at least I used to, when I needed it desperately. Things have changed though. I have found another, newer, more attractive resting place for most of my thoughts, and I can place them there in a format I relate to much more than on here.
I'm sorry things had to change this way, but surely you understand. I'm growing up. Figuring stuff out. I'd love to keep in touch with the occasional reconnection, which is what I think I'll do from now on here.
We've had great times, but I want something a little bit.. less. No one ever reads this anyway, so I can keep this and spill my heart out and no one will ever find out! I hate final goodbyes so this is perfect.
Much, much, love,
N

2KXI

It is resolved, in 2011 I:
-will carry my camera with me basically everywhere I go (maybe get a flickr?)
-will articulate my feelings more and stop being a doormat
-will finally start officially on my hope chest
-will start cooking more
-won't give in to losing focus
-will take better care of myself
-will read my book on wine
-will speak more Russian at home

You are my witness.
Forever,
N