The biggest problem that I have discovered with blogging is that I don’t know what the hell to talk about.
Rambling about the discombobulated randomness of life?
I guess I would have to say yes. Yes to all the options. Yes to infinity.
I am your ‘Yes Man,’ Mr. and/or Miss Blog.
So this is how it’s going to be. I need to write. I have an itch to write.
An itch of existential despair.
Most of the time I never know the topic, or how to deliver.
Life is plotless.
And so am I.
So I’m going to give you the whole enchilada.
The real deal.
On a screen.
I give you my story. The gift of many peoples. Stories make us human.
Here is my humanity.
I make no promises for consistency, because when I do, I continue to disappoint.
But all must be overcome.
All to stop the itching.
But let’s give it our best shot.
To make the itching stop.
And we’re on our way.