Welcome to the Desktop

Hello, good readers.

I'm not exactly sure about how to do this - it's quite unlike my backpacking blog, where I'd post about my daily excursions, emotions, challenges, and revelations. This, this is something else entirely.
As I named it, this is sort of the place I'm putting the overfill from my brain. For those of you who do not know me well, here's a little bit about me: if I have a piece of paper and a pen in front of me, with no direct purpose (such as note taking), or if I find the purpose dull and unengaging, I tend to doodle little pictures, write random words or phrases, and scattered thoughts that flit through my brain.

While keeping that in mind, please know that I do not always have my thoughts finalized and polished, which means, the posts on the blog may not be always be complete or even make sense. For that, I am not sorry - because for the poor unfortunate souls (I just had a flash of a mermaid with red hair go through my head) who come across this and decide to brave it, fair warning was given. Of course, I have to wonder if you are subjecting yourself to this blog, if you're not a bit of a masochist? After all, sometimes not even I want to be in my head, I'm not exactly sure why anyone else would either.

I've been debating for nearly a month and a half if I really wanted to start a new blog. It does take work and dedication, and while I don't have much going on in my life at the moment - and so, can afford the time it takes - I haven't been sure if it's what I really wanted to be doing with my time. That, and how could anyone possibly find anything I say interesting, let alone, worth reading? I've decided that even if no one reads this, it makes me accountable to myself. It gives me time to directly reflect on who I am, and what I want to change about myself to be a better person. And that alone is worth the time (for anyone).

Part of the other reason I decided to forge ahead with this, is I realized, for nearly five weeks of my life, I wrote something. Since, in my head, I aspire to be a published author one day, the act of writing anything is a good exercise. And I realized I enjoy the simple act of writing. It holds in itself a simple release of...purging. Being able to put out and let go of anything you've been clinging to helps lift off a mental weight. Ever try speaking to the wind about your troubles? If so, you know it feels good to say them out loud, even while you know you won't get an answer or advice. It just helps to get it out. If you've never done this, I suggest trying it. It's cheaper than therapy. So I suppose that is part of my aim with this blog too. To help myself stay purged of everything that begins to be too much, even if it isn't something negative. A lot of things in life are good and make you happy, but even good things can be overwhelming (I've never had children, but every parent I've ever talked to has said sometimes they need to get away - that's sort of the image I have circulating through my head at the moment). This is my wind. Even if no one reads and I get no answers, my troubles and thoughts are somewhere out in an endless space, where one day they may be found. And who knows? Maybe one day someone else will stumble upon them and it'll help them out. Like a lost dollar bill.

I don't plan to update this every day and have no schedule I'm trying to keep with this. Minimum, I hope to add something at least once a week.

I have just noticed the time is 2 a.m. and while I have been suffering from the inability to fall asleep until 4 a.m., I think I may try to conquer that inability again tonight.

So for now, enjoy every moment of your life: the good and the bad.