Return of the Sock!

Months go by.

You sit there wondering…what ever happened to that blog where a certain freckled lanky gal poured her entire life online? What ever happened to the promise she made once a month to post?

I know, I know. You have been eagerly on the edge of your seats waiting for another ife advice post from someone who does not take the advice herself. Well everyone, I am no longer on my bull shit *shocking I know*. This time…this time I PROMISE I am back and better than ever.

As per usual I am late by one day for the weekly Sockin Post. I feel as if I am James Charles, resurected from the millions of un subscribers a few months later. Just without the worldwide Keem Star covered contraversy and an actual artistic capabilities. So…hi sisters!

You may be wondering what happened to me. Did I find a foreign lover and ellope to a tropical island and called it a day from society? Did I become a D-list celebrity who decided that blogging would ruin my *persona* now that I only wear sunglasses in public? Or did I just quit?

Truthfully, I do not know where the hell I have been. The real answer is life got in the way. I said I would post once a month to keep Sock The Walk alive, yet if there is one thing you should know about me it is that I am the worst at commitment. I am the type of person who over books every square inch of time I have in my day to working. I decided that making that coin was more important to me than writing a weekly blog post that I felt was not authentically me.

So I quit.

I did not want to admit that I was a quitter. Quitting seemed to be a common theme in my life, from quitting house league soccer to piano when I could have been the next child prodigy on America’s Got Talent. Instead I dove face first into the life and times of becoming an adult. I payed my taxes, quit looking for an apartment, and decided that living off of a stir fry diet was acceptable for any 19 year old. Through all the struggle of living in the modern world, I still felt as if something was missing. Something that no club night packed with jager bombs could fill the void of. I searched for half a year thinking, “what could it be?”. I searched far and wide yet kept coming back to Sock The Walk.

I kept coming back to the blog I made as a fourteen year old on a trip to my aunts cozy home. It seemed to have come full circle. As I am typing this out, mid sugar cookie and Hinge swipe, I am back to where I have started. Sitting on my aunts couch having the urge to write.

So here I am announcing that for once and for all I am back. This time on my terms. I may not post once a week or once a month, but I have a lot more Sock The Walk in store…and my god it feels good to say that!

I have a few surprises down the road and I cannot wait to share them with you all.

For now sit back, relax, and get ready for a Sockin start of something new.


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