The beginning.

It’s not New Year’s. It’s not my birthday. It’s not any day worth noting, and yet I’ve decided to start a blog. I can’t even really say why, of all times in my life, today is the proper time to begin recording my thoughts, events, and musings, but I think it has something to do with this being a crossroads in my life. I’m going to start my sophomore year of college in August, with no clue as to what I’m going to do from that point on, and I feel like this vulnerable era has planted me solidly in my own head. I need to get all of my jumbled ideas, fears, and feelings down on–well, if not paper, at least the 21st century equivalent. 

So I’m starting a blog. It’s not really a beginning, I think–it’s just a different incarnation of what has been buzzing around in my brain since birth. I hope that this provides an outlet for my musings, and perhaps even becomes my own muse, so I can rediscover my long-quenched creativity. 

Here goes nothing.