Reflections in a blog

I’ve been writing this blog for a little over a year now. I’d say I’m pretty proud of myself for sticking to it. When I began I wanted this blog to be an easy way to for to practice writing (almost) every day. Like most things in life, you learn more along the way than you can ever imagine.

My entries are super random; mainly coming from something that happened to me that day or from inspiration from an all consuming thought or emotion. I’m pretty certain I still should go to therapy¾ I’ll add it to my birthday list.

I started this blog to remember my semi (albeit almost full-fledged) quarter life crisis. It’ll be fun to look back in a few years on the woes and dilemmas I figured would conclude in a full-blown nervous breakdown. Again, therapy?

It’s also great to have an outlet to speak without interruption or half-assed, distracted attention. It’s almost like talking to my dog; I’m not really looking for too much response except a tilt of the head. Then again, maybe my dog only listens to me in case I say the T-word. I mean T-R-E-A-T. Can’t be too careful, he might be reading this.

I also joined Instagram in hopes of becoming a Level 3 Hipster. Check me out like a library book here.