beginnings.
Why are firsts so hard? Beginnings so nerve-wracking?
Fear of failure.
I have no idea what this blog will look like, what exactly I’ll write about or reblog, but I know it will be a reflection of me. And, yes, I have a fear that it won’t be read by anyone, or be insignificant, but I guess I really shouldn’t be afraid of those things since this is more of a way for me to externally process life (and remind myself of the good things), and maybe relate to a few people along the way. So here’s a compilation of things that are running though my head at any one time, articles that are tickling my fancy, and images and songs that are speaking to me.
Here goes nothing…