a million and one ways to write a blog post

I keep on trying to start this post in my head and my train of thought keeps getting derailed. I don't know what to say. I could start by saying it's August and wonder aloud, as people often do, about where the time has gone. I could mention the fact that I've been in California since the 23rd and that I'm leaving tomorrow. I could say that I'm going to be flying without parents for the first time and that though I'm sixteen years old, it still makes me slightly apprehensive. I could talk about how I'm going to be home for less than 24 hours before I leave to go camping in West Texas for the weekend. I could muse about how I've barely been home all summer, and how that makes me feel (verdict: confused, mostly, and also happy and slightly worried). I could follow that tangent and bring up the fact that I really want to go to Kansas City to see my cousins this month but my parents are still wavering about it, as the date comes closer and closer. I could talk about how there's a lot I'm still unsure about when it comes to the future, but I know it will all work out.

There's a lot of other things I could talk about, too: the Olympics, and my own athletic endeavors, and cooking dinner, and riding horses, and missing people, and Oscar Wilde, and Paris, and driving golf carts, and birthday parties, and how I actually can't wait to play guitar again, and how you notice all these new things right before you leave a place for the last time.

There's a lot I could say, actually. There're a million and one ways to write this post, but only one way, I feel, to end it. And that is by saying I can't wait until I can get back on a computer and blog here again. This iPad ain't cutting it.