It’s my first blog post. I feel as though I should be writing something profound and meaningful. So much so, that I’ve delayed writing this, for fear that someone out there might read it and think to herself, “What a boring first post. She’s an awful blogger.” I also feel as though I don’t entirely have a right to be blogging, because I don’t know that I have anything that interesting to say. So why AM I blogging? I guess because whether or not it’s interesting, I do have things to say. I have thought and feelings and questions that need to come out. I don’t have time to write in a journal anymore; I type about ten times faster than I write. And while it’s very likely that nobody will read this or be able to relate, or care, maybe they will. So maybe it’s worth a shot.

What do I want to write about? I’m not sure. Life. My job. My schooling. The thoughts I think. The ideas I have.The things I love more than I can express and the things that upset me to my very core.

If you’re interested, stay tuned. If you’re not, I’ll never know. It’s all good.