Look, I know you have no reason to trust me. I've made promises like this before. I'll do better, I say. I'll write more often, I swear. And for a while, I do. It's just like old times. We talk, we laugh. It's like when we first met. But eventually, things change and I'm back to my unreliable ways.
No more, I say. It's a new semester and the buck stops here. I have two education classes and I expect much debate, discussion, and reason for intellectual reflection. I vow to share every thought, every argument, every tiny detail with you.
And I'm going to start jogging as well.