Every day is like Sunday...

So here's my first attempt at a "real" blog, not unlike the "pseudo" blog I used to keep on myspace. I haven't been writing there for quite some time, really, I haven't been writing anywhere. I think I've been struggling so much to keep everything in, I've totally stunted any kind of form of expression that used to flow out of me.

This is about to change.

I feel like, maybe, posting a blog on this kind of site, not under constant prying eyes of "friends", maybe I'll find it easier to be more honest. More brutal. More concise. If I'm discovered here by people I know, that's one thing. It's a whole other thing to post on the type of site that's too easy too see. Too easy to make assumptions. Not that I need anonymity, but I feel like I need a little bit of separation. If that makes any sense. I'm almost thinking no one will read this anyway so might as well get naked here.

We will see.

It'll take some time, I suppose, to become familiar with this format and to find that comfortable space where I can curl up with a blanket and let the words fall where they may.

It's a start anyway, and only time will tell.

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