Well said, Henry.
Speaking of which, I'm quitting the blog. At least for now. Keeping up with it (or the world) while I'm out here is counterproductive to my hopes and goals for the summer.
The obligations of a writer, as I see them, are twofold: first, to live well, and second, to translate that lived experience into the written word.
I am twenty-one years old, and for the moment, exclusively concerned with the former. Living well is already a full-time job.
I have nothing else to say.
