The Comeback

There are lots of things I haven’t seen all the way through.
I stopped doing rhythmic gymnastics in third grade cause practice was too intense and the only candy my instructor would allow were raisins. I started cross-stitching with my teacher in fifth grade and to this day, have only gotten as far as a blue tulip and the first three letters of my name. I told myself I was would learn the guitar and never did. After years of piano lessons, I told myself I was gonna practice more, and never made the time for it. I took dance classes for a while- and I can’t remember why I quit but I did-maybe it was because the “nude” tights we had to wear were mustard colored. I’ve said that I was going to do so many things, and I haven’t. When I was convincing my mom to help pay for this blog years ago, I had drawn up a whole plan in a red sketchbook-I had lists of possible recipes and logo sketches, and my mom went along with it. I said that I was going to have a good food blog, and I haven’t been doing a great job.

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