4.19.2001
It's 3:45 AM, and I should be writing an essay. Instead, I'm updating a website that serves no practical purpose that I can define.
I am inconsistent, repetitive, and overly apologetic. I don't finish what I start. I'm too non-specific, and I make references to people who never know for sure if I'm referring to them or not. I tend to randomly ignore that which I care deeply about. I'm unappreciative, I'm wordy, and what's more, I have (relatively) bad posture.
That said, I want to apologize to someone for reasons that I can't specify. I feel I have done her a grievous wrong, but I lack the ability to put it into comprehensible words. Perhaps she does not know what I am talking about, and it is considerably more likely that she will not read this. But regardless, I have this to say: I'm sorry. I was, and am, a fool. I want you to realize that I have nothing but the greatest respect and love for you, and I wish you well on all of your future endeavors. I'm now going to attempt to put this behind me, but again: I'm repetitive. I doubt whether I'll ever be able to look back without cringing in shame.
If you don't know what I'm talking about, this doesn't apply to you. Or maybe it does. The point is, I've said it, and perhaps it's best that I just leave it at that. It's probably enough that I'll have the words "I'm sorry" ringing in my ears whenever I think about it. This is an issue I should have dropped a long time ago, but I've never been satisfied with how it ended. Not that this is an end, mind you... I'll probably be doing something like this again before too long.