It's a remarkably tranquil night, belying the pressures of the weekend ahead. I'm seeking solace in my neon green slinky, my Baked Apple Pie candle, the Tahiti 80 music which amiably floods the air. I can hardly believe I'm blogging again, but somehow, amazingly, here I am.
I won't reveal much on here about my identity, since I feel that a loss of anonymity would sorely hinder my writing style. Not just that, but I tend to be a worrier and somewhat paranoid about who's reading my stuff. Therefore, you're never going to find my real name or location anywhere in this blog. Not just that, but I have a policy of never publishing any details about a person that I wouldn't say to that person's face. Soooo, if you're looking for juicy and malicious gossip, move right along. You're not going to find anything of the sort here.
What you'll find instead is a quiet, competitive, slightly odd girl in her mid-20s. Like so many others in their mid-20s, I'm just trying to find my way and my place in life without screwing things up too abysmally. I feel that I have plenty to share with the world, but am not too clear on exactly what that is. I make mistakes all the time, I closely examine and learn from them, and I strive not to obsess over what could be better in my life. Note that, while I say I strive, it doesn't necessarily mean I succeed. In a nutshell, I live on the hope that my 30s will be far more focused and coherent than my 20s have been so far. At this point, that's probably all you need to know about me.
This is far from my first foray into the great land of blogging. I kept a blog from early 2002 until summer 2004 (and I believe it's still floating around out there somewhere, but it'll be a cold day in hell before I can remember how to locate it). I then blogged on MySpace for a while, but that lost its novelty and became a nuisance rather fast. That leads me...right here. Starting over. Starting fresh, so symbolically. There's a newly blank slate behind me and a whole world of possibilities opening up.
Maybe I'm doing this for mostly selfish reasons. At day's end, I want to be myself...to lessen my fear of vivid details and deep, probing communication. I don't know if I even have an audience at all, but if you're reading this, I want to do something to sweep you away. I want to imagine you're feeling some of what I'm feeling. I want to make some difference in your days, and I want to connect with you.
I won't reveal much on here about my identity, since I feel that a loss of anonymity would sorely hinder my writing style. Not just that, but I tend to be a worrier and somewhat paranoid about who's reading my stuff. Therefore, you're never going to find my real name or location anywhere in this blog. Not just that, but I have a policy of never publishing any details about a person that I wouldn't say to that person's face. Soooo, if you're looking for juicy and malicious gossip, move right along. You're not going to find anything of the sort here.
What you'll find instead is a quiet, competitive, slightly odd girl in her mid-20s. Like so many others in their mid-20s, I'm just trying to find my way and my place in life without screwing things up too abysmally. I feel that I have plenty to share with the world, but am not too clear on exactly what that is. I make mistakes all the time, I closely examine and learn from them, and I strive not to obsess over what could be better in my life. Note that, while I say I strive, it doesn't necessarily mean I succeed. In a nutshell, I live on the hope that my 30s will be far more focused and coherent than my 20s have been so far. At this point, that's probably all you need to know about me.
This is far from my first foray into the great land of blogging. I kept a blog from early 2002 until summer 2004 (and I believe it's still floating around out there somewhere, but it'll be a cold day in hell before I can remember how to locate it). I then blogged on MySpace for a while, but that lost its novelty and became a nuisance rather fast. That leads me...right here. Starting over. Starting fresh, so symbolically. There's a newly blank slate behind me and a whole world of possibilities opening up.
Maybe I'm doing this for mostly selfish reasons. At day's end, I want to be myself...to lessen my fear of vivid details and deep, probing communication. I don't know if I even have an audience at all, but if you're reading this, I want to do something to sweep you away. I want to imagine you're feeling some of what I'm feeling. I want to make some difference in your days, and I want to connect with you.
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