Eek, guys, I haven’t posted in a while. I’d like to say I haven’t been writing because my social calendar is bursting at the seams. But that’s not really the truth. I’ve had the time, I just haven’t been able to figure out what to write about lately. 

When I started writing two years ago, I was living in London and having awkward encounters with foreigners, going on grand escapades, and making blog-worthy memories every day (multiple times a day). That blog basically wrote itself. Then I moved back to Boston and I tried to chronicle what it was like to be ending a big chapter of my life.

And then when college ended, I kept writing about the reality television shows I watch, because at least that was something about my life that hadn’t changed. As it turns out your life can transform completely, like mine did last May, and sure enough The Bachelor will still premiere on Mondays. 

My Bachelor recaps trailed off at the end of last season, partly because damn Nick was boring, but also because I lost interest in writing them. For anyone who enjoyed reading them, I’m sorry about that. 

Right now, I’m in search of a way to write about my life now that feels genuine to what I’m experiencing. I hope you’ll bear with me while I attempt to find a new voice. The jokes will come soon, I promise. For now, just hang in there. I haven’t forgotten about this blog, and I haven’t given up on it. I’m just in an in-between place, both pretending to be an adult and fiercely resisting that label and all of the less-glamorous, less-fun responsibilities that come with it. 

I guess I don’t know how to write about that place yet. I’ll figure it out. 

More to come, I promise…