So, here I am. This is what I'm thinking to myself as I sip green tea on an empty stomach (always a bad idea) and listen to some satisfyingly depressing music. I'm making to-do lists and wondering why I feel it's necessary to force myself to stare at a painfully organized list of everything swirling around my head.
I don't plan to use a blog to share every detail of my personal life. I really don't understand what sort of need it is that people are searching to fill when they go online and purge every detail to the world. Maybe it's cathartic. I wonder if they get what they need from it.
That said, I suppose it's impossible to ramble on about life without showing a little bit of skin. I also guess that my ramblings will eventually form a twisted textual photo album of all that comprises my little life here. Maybe this is me greeting the world. Hello.