Obligations.

I can't believe that it is already the sixth week of the semester. Tomorrow, it will be October. Somehow time just keeps flying by, and it's hard to even realize it, much less comprehend it. 

Tests and homework have begun to pile up, and I haven't been blogging as much as I would like to. Yet I have to remind myself that I started this blog for myself--no one else. 

I have always loved writing in journals. Ever since I was a child, I used to ceaselessly look forward to the end of each day when I would rush to the littlest of notebooks to embellish upon the most mundane happenings of my days. Suddenly every playground conversation would become ten times more interesting, and what I had for dinner was described with delight. 

Yet I have always struggled to fill the pages of a journal completely. My writings would soon taper off, and years would pass before I opened the notebook again only to find that my last entry had been so long ago. I'm sure throughout my life I've started over 15 different journals, only to completely finish one. 

While I still keep a Moleskine for very personal thoughts and memories, this blog has quickly become my everyday journal. My place for taking down the most peculiar of musings, my favorite things and more. 

I do not write about my musings in hopes that someone else will find them interesting and this blog will go viral. No--I detail my thoughts in hopes of making sense of them within my own mind. 

So, I will keep writing. It may not be every day, but my writing will have meaning. And that's all that matters.