Because I’m profoundly uncomfortable with people reading anything that has to do with my own personal thoughts or opinions I figured it’d be a good time to start a blog and force myself to write somewhere other than my paper journal, all in an attempt to, like, ‘do one thing a day that scares you,’ or something.

I don’t really expect people to read this and be moved by the thoughts of a fledgling, quarter-life-crisis wreck of a 25 year old, but at the very least I’m going to link it to my Tumblr and just fucking go for it. Sorry in advance.

Probably this urge to write has something to do with me going through some Things right now, but all of the Things are happening very slowly and seem pointless. There’s a big WHY after everything that happens to me and, once upon a time, I would’ve been able to look at these experiences with humor or some sort of healthy self-reflection, and I’m trying to get back to that.

In fact I'm so stuck that I can’t actually picture what I could be doing next year this time, but I swear to god if it involves me working the same job and wondering what could’ve been while watching a season of The X-Files and eating chips with cold refried beans, seriously, someone tell me to snap the fuck out of it.

Or at least tell me to heat up the fucking refried beans, honestly. Put some cheese on them, or something.