I’ve been blogging off and on since high school. Back in the early days people were predicting that blogging was the wave of the future, was going to change lives, was going to cure cancer, etc. I never really understood the hype. People have kept diaries for ages, and having a blog is like a year-round version of the Christmas newsletter–which, to be honest, has the possibility of becoming utterly horrifying. I prefer to diversify out of holiday sweaters and Bridget’s volleyball honors, personally. I’m not quite sure how any of that is supposed to shake the structure of the world to its very core, however.
Though blogging’s effect on modern society is debatable, all I know is that it has been a fun journey to look back through some of my old posts. I probably wouldn’t have committed any of these things to words had it not been for blogging–call me a casualty of the present age, but it’s really difficult for me to write on anything but a word processor. It’s kind of mind-boggling to think that a person can change SO MUCH over the course of a few years. I even feel like a different person now than I did at the beginning of the summer due to so many shakeups of so many varieties. It seemed fitting that a new chapter in my life deserved a new space in which I could put my thoughts.
So yeah. Don’t expect me to solve world hunger or bring about peace in the Middle East as you read through my daily ramblings, because that’s all they are; observations made about things that make me think, seasoned with a little humor and curiosity.
Also, you should not expect any pictures of me on Santa’s lap. I’m saving that for the holiday newsletter.
