Well, I've finally grown desperate enough for a creative outlet that I have decided to write a blog for myself. That's the thing about this blog, and I'll be right up front about it: this blog is for me. As a twenty-three year old schoolteacher, living in a city 760 miles away from home base, with two roommates, no family, and no girlfriend, I've found myself with an inordinate amount of time to myself. During this time, I've steadfastly honed my reflection skills and spent (way too) many hours thinking about life, the universe, and everything, as they say. Occasionally, I think about something that I consider to be profound, having some effect on my life in either an overt or obscure way. These are the things that I want to write down. In 1850, antebellum Memphis, Tennessee, maybe I would have kept a diary, or journal. In this lightning-quick-social-media-driven-day-and-age, however, I feel compelled to write these thoughts down in a blog, where anyone could read them whenever they wanted, except for Michigan fans, who probably still use AOL.
A couple of things:
1. I reserve the right to change my mind on anything that I write about at any time: after a year, a month, an hour, the next post, the same post, or even the same paragraph (although, as I tell my students, when you change an idea, you need to change paragraphs, so we'll see). I'm still in my early 20's, and forming my opinion of the world: please be flexible.
2. I will make excessive/inappropriate use of the semicolon: please adapt.
3. In the spirit of Bill Simmons, I will not be ashamed to let my love of the Cleveland sports teams shine through in my blog, even though I now live in a different (and beautiful) state. Slights against Pittsburgh and Michigan may happen as well as a tiny bit of complaining about Cleveland and sports luck.
4. I have no idea what I actually want this blog to be about, I just know I need to write again. It's kinda like in the movie "Homeward Bound," Shadow knows that he needs to lead Michael J. Fox and Julia Louis-Dreyfus over the mountains to get home to Peter, but he doesn't know "why," and he has certainly no idea what will happen.
So as I embark on this journey home, I look forward (cue extended metaphor music) to Sassy getting washed over a waterfall, Chance getting hit by a porcupine tale, Shadow falling in a giant pit, and (spoiler alert!) everyone surviving.
thank you for reading
(and hopefully having watched Homeward Bound at some point).
Haha I remember the first time we watched Homeward Bound and you cried hysterically at the end when shadow fell in the pit. Good to see it left an impression on you!
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