I’ve thought about launching a virtual space to blog out my thoughts for upwards of 6 months. I have grace for that, AND didn’t want it to accidently become 6 years.
What is this blog? An online diary? A resource for people with similar stories to me? A therapeutic/creative outlet? A minefield of comedic gold? ALL OF THE ABOVE?! Time will tell.
In the meantime – I’m reminded of some butchered version of a quote, that I love – “Imperfect starts are better than perfect hypotheticals.” (I should come back and link to the homie that coined this. I feel like whoever they are, would understand/support me posting first, cleaning up later..)
I go through 1-2 journals/notebooks each year and I noticed a phenomena. I love the IDEA of a fresh journal. Then, when it came time to write in it for the first time I’d feel anxious. Through the years I have implemented a semi-standard practice to scribble on the first blank page of a new journal. Get that out of the way immediately, take some pressure off, remind myself it’s low stakes.
This post is the equivalent to that, but electronic: Do the typos. The keyboard smashes. adfghwato8witgkaghj34986tjkghdfg0975ds68 345 The grammatikally offensive faux paws. THEY’RE, I did it. Am I a blogger now?? ThEiR so cool. I wonder what there secret is. (ok, this one hurt BUT I do feel that temptation to aim for perfection dissipating!)
Note to self – Next time want to try setting a timer, clicking publish when time is up regardless where I’m at. THAT sounds fun!