This was supposed to just be a letter to myself, in private, but it felt so good to get my thoughts out on paper that I now want to share them. Just for that little extra bit of permanence, of accountability I guess. It’s rambling as all get out and flits painfully between first and second person, but nevertheless, it’s where I’m at.
I’m starting to realise how difficult this undertaking is going to be when I have a million things to do and accidentally sleep in until midday. So hard to set aside enough time for spontaneity.
Nevertheless I did try one new thing today. I had ramen for lunch. Haha as I’ve said, it all counts! I mean I’ve eaten ramen before, but not of my own volition, always with friends. Usually if I walk into a food court I head straight to Maccas. But, as the newly-minted embracer of the new that I am, I turned my stomach elsewhere. Continue reading
It was put to me by a friend of mine that I should start writing a blog. I enjoy writing immensely and I seem to have a decent knack for it, so it seems like a legitimate suggestion. A fantastic suggestion, until we come to the teeny tiny little stumbling block. I don’t have the first idea of what I should be writing about. What to say? My life isn’t really interesting enough to be worth blogging about. And then it occurred to me…the fact that I feel like I have nothing to say is not a problem with the idea of blogging. It’s a problem with my life. I should have things to write about, and if I don’t, well maybe it’s about time I start changing that. Continue reading