I’m certainly on the verge of suspending the blog. I have too much going on, it’s not very good, and I’ve been forgetting more and more. If it wasn’t April, and it was, say, November, I’d probably be seriously considering it. My birthday would be another good time to quit, and that’s in just a few days. 

Yeah, maybe. 
Maybe instead I coul write letters to Robinia on a monthly basis. Or just a normal journal for a normal person. Who knows, the world is my oyster.