For nearly two years I’ve been thinking of starting up my own blog. Every time I went to start, I kept blocking myself by thinking who will read this? And How would I feel if no one read this (I’m hoping my friends and family will…at least for the first post!).
I also wondered what the hell would I write about (and also who would be interested in reading it).
Finally, I decided I didn’t care if no one would read my posts. What I really wanted was another outlet for my writing, so I can grow and expand my craft, and have some fun. I’ve also started journalling again and have become more aware of the ideas floating around in my head, and I would like to find a home them.
By allowing the idea of starting my own blog to ferment in my mind for a few years, resulted in me finally coming up with what I want to write about. Life. And how I experience life.
Since I spend a lot of time sitting in cafes writing and thinking, I decicded I could post about these thoughts that don’t usually see the light of day. If anything else, these ponderings will be released out into the world with hints of cofffee, and I will have fun. I might even meet some new people, and that is always a good way to be part of life, even through a keyboard.
That’s all that really matters to me.