What I'm trying to imply amidst the parentheses-ridden word vomit is -- I'm not going to say this is a new blog. This isn't a clean slate, a fresh start, a hopeful spring bud peeking through the hardened layer of winter frost. This is merely a continuation of my old traces on the Web and my attempt to follow through with something I had planned on updating periodically throughout the summer that ever-so-slightly-but-significantly reformed me and brought some clarity to issues I'd been heavily contemplating. It's over now, and I officially start my final year of higher education (hate to break it to ya grad school, but you and I ain't ever happening) in three very short days. As much as I would have liked to have documented my actual thought process while things were going on, I realized that I'm more of a reflect-now, write-later type and rather than showing the series of actions leading up to something, I just like to present the polished result. This is also me trying to change that.
I call myself a writer and yet the very activity that I supposedly find the most gratification from is also the one that most exhausts me. So this is me trying to make writing fun again. Trying to give voice to the artist inside and express myself to the world in the ONLY WAY I KNOW HOW...
Oh yes, you can roll your eyes now. I most definitely just did.
The self-indulgent journey begins!