I am not a commitment-phobe. If anything, I'm a commitment-phile. For instance, I recently learned that it is okay to switch out the old photos in a picture frame for new ones. To me, it seemed that I had made a commitment to that one photo and it was like some sort of betrayal to change it. What would become of the older photo? Would it sit in a dark drawer somewhere and wonder why I abandoned it?
I've been with my husband for nearly 14 years, I keep in touch with friends I met in Kindergarten, sometimes I think about dying my hair from a box, but I don't know that I can disappoint my hairdresser like that.
I made a commitment to this blog. To write. Something. Anything. Max came up with the header "We Are Seeking Brilliance." And even though I'm not a big fan of the tagline (thorry), I am now committed to its pursuit.
Max recently told me that he was gonna take down the blog. And fine if he wants to back out, finish something and not start it. I suppose we already found the brilliance Max was seeking - otherwise why would he give up? Why after months of talking about writing something together, would he so readily decide that he was finished?
Abby, Jen and Karen you can chime in too if you'd like.
Well, I am not giving up. And this leads me to my first prompt of the new year - Guilt Trips. I will not tell the others that I have contributed another essay to this blog. I will just wait for them to find this. And as the days pass, and this post goes unread, perhaps it will only add fodder to the brilliant essays they will write based on my prompt.
